2006

“Can’t you guys stop mentioning Byun Baekhyun to me?”

“Why? Did his name make you fluster?”

Baekhyun watched Chanyeol’s face, waiting for any reaction, but alas the latter just huffed loudly and returned to his reading. He didn’t say anything after that, then again Baekhyun could tell that he is annoyed. How couldn’t he? He has been harbouring a crush on the tall class president for a whole year that it was a piece of cake for him not to miss the small detail.

For that, it disheartened him. He remained standing in the doorway. He thought it was better that way even. He couldn’t just walked into the class and pretend to hear nothing.

“Oh uh this is getting interesting! Chanyeol-ah... my mom said silence means consent. So Baekhyun and you—“

“—are impossible”

“Huh? As if~~”

Baekhyun stared again as Chanyeol shut his book and looked up to the boys—their classmates, with serious eyes. Suddenly, he felt his breath came short when he saw it.

“Listen... I don’t like Baek