“Chorong-ah…” Woohyun brushed her hair out of her face.

“Ne, oppa?” She blinked innocently.

“Nothing, I just wanted to call your name,” he grinned.

“Tch, moya,” she hit his arm jokingly. He caught her hand and pulled her towards him, giving her a quick peck on the lips.

“Oppa, hajima! We’re still in school!”

He ignored her comment and pinched her nose. “I don’t care,” he smirked.

She scrunched up her nose and pushed him away. “Oppa, behave!”

“Why should I?” He grabbed her by the waist and chuckled.

She wriggled out of his grasp and ran away.

"You can't escape for long!" Woohyun called out, laughing.

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“Eo? Someone’s quiet for once.” Woohyun nudged Zelo.

“Wae guerae, Zelo-ah?” Doojoon looked over at him.

“Hyung…eottoke?” Zelo made a sad face.

“Uri maknae has fallen in love,” Yoseob appeared and sat down with them.

“Mwo?!” Doojoon raised his eyebrows.

Woohyun looked at Zelo. “Nugun?”

“Hayoung.” Yoseob said.

Woohyun burst out laughing.  Doojoon smacked him. “Yah! Our dongsaeng needs our help now you know!”

“You need to get your grades up, Zelo-ah,” Woohyun .

“Aniya, she seems to have a boyfriend already,” Yoseob said.

“What did you find out, hyung?” Zelo looked at him questioningly.

“Yah! Did you spy on her or something?!” Doojoon smacked Yoseob.

“Hyung! I’m just helping him out!” Yoseob playfully punched Doojoon on the arm.

To Zelo, he said, “His name is Son Dongwoon."

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“Son Dongwoon?”Bomi asked.

“Ne,” Hayoung finally told them about him.

“Aigo, he must be really special to be able to melt our maknae’s coldness!” Chorong joked.

“Unnie! I’m not that cold!”

“Arraseo, tell me how he confessed,” Chorong said eagerly.

“It went something like-“

“Wait,” Bomi stopped her. “No ‘something like’, I demand a blow-by-blow account,” She rested her head on her hands and looked at Hayoung in anticipation. Chorong chuckled.

“Tch,” Hayoung rolled her eyes. “Okay, okay… Well, he’s in my class and we’re project partners. Then one day…”