Zelo swayed confidently into school.

The heartbroken boy that was there yesterday was nowhere to be found.

His newly dyed hair glistened and his rejuvenated skin was immaculate.

Everyone stared at him, not used to such raw beauty, even the teachers.

In class, the teacher struggled to not look at him, she had to try hard to teach.

"Who wants to pass out the workbooks?"

"Teacher," His melodious voice rang out.

"Y-yes?"

"I'll pass them out."

"Come and get them."

Zelo got up and got the books.

Making his way down each row, he made sure to swing his hips just a little more than usual.

Yongguk cursed at himself.

He couldn't stop glancing at his .

Later, during lunch, Zelo pointedly talked to everyone at his table except for him.

Yongguk was frustrated, but he forced himself to control himself.

This went on for several days.

Suddenly, one day, Yongguk snapped.

He couldn't take it any longer.

At lunch, he smashed his hand onto the table and grabbed Zelo's collar.

"Look at yourself," He growled. "Flirting and talking to everyone just like a little ."

"Then why are you talking to me? Why do you even care?!"

Zelo's voice was getting hysterical, raising in pitch and cracking.

He let go, dropping Zelo to the floor.

Yongguk shouted,"!" before stalking angrily out of the cafeteria.

Zelo was visibly shaking because he was so shocked.

Everyone crowded around him, trying to see if he was okay, but he didn't react.

He stayed motionless.

Youngjae growled.

Zelo was a complete mess again, and it was all Yongguk's fault.

He didn't want to do it, but he had to.

He asked Jongup for Daehyun's phone number and called him.

".. Hello?"

"Hi."

"Who is this?"

"This is Youngjae."

"What? Like, Yoo Youngjae?"

"No, . This is ing Santa Claus."

"Why are you calling me."

It wasn't a question, it was a blunt statement.

Youngjae knew that he shouldn't care, but it still hurt him.

"Zelo is ed up and it's Yongguk's fault. I need your help."

"What will I get out of this?"

"What do you want?"

"........"

Youngjae knew that the silence was not a good sign.

"Well?"

"I want a kiss. Not on the forehead or on the cheek, but on the lips."

There was another pause and Youngjae hung up.

Youngjae groaned.

"I knew it wasn't a good idea."

He mumbled to himself.

He had to find a different person to help him.

THE NEXT DAY

Youngjae still couldn't find anyone.

Himchan was busy, so was Jongup, and basically everyone else he knew refused to help.

He angrily walked over to Daehyun.

"Reconsidered my offer?"

"It's for Zelo, not for you, you sick bastard."

Daehyun chucked. 

"So, what's your plan?"