Evening had already fallen and almost everybody was in their room already, except for me. 
I've been roommates with Heechul since the very first day we both took a step in this building, and I was pretty sure he was going to ignore me because of what happened earlier this day. He was just so into the stupid feud thing, he took it way too serious.

 

 

I wanted to desperately talk with somebody, I felt so lonely all alone at evening, wandering through the school. Why am I even hiding from Heechul, it's my room too ! And what if I helped a sophomore ? I do what I want goddamnit.
 

Go to JInki to talk wasn't an option because he didn't sleep in the school, he lives nearby the school so it would be pointless to hire a room here. Neither could I go to one of the girls because guys weren't allowed in the girl's wing at evening. I pretty much had nobody to go to, except for my own room which was probably occupied with someone who didn't want to face me right now. 

This is ridiculous, kicked out of my own damn room by my own damn roommate.

 

Well, not really kicked out but I bet he's going to throw a fit once I step in our room and that's something I'd rather avoid. So yeah, I'm pretty much kicked out of my own room.

 

I passed by the main entrance, the moonlight was shining through the glass doors, the light reflecting on the shy tiles and illuminating a part of the long hallway.

I suddenly remembered that they never locked the main entrance at night, and decided that I really needed some fresh air right now, pushing open the doors.

I stepped into the warm evening air, admiring the pretty twinkling stars that were hanging above me like a paused firework, the big round moon giving off a spooky feeling to the pitch black night sky.

The streetlights were illuminating parts of the dark streets, the sound of a car dashing by filling the perfect silence from time to time.

 

I saw somebody sitting on the bench next to the main entrane. His back was facing me but I could perfectly recognize the blonde hair.

At first I just stood there frozen, not sure what to do. He caused me too many problems already, I can't even go in my own room because of him. 

But somehow there was deep burning desire inside me that told me to go up to him. My body started working of its own accord, taking careful steps towards the bench and the beautiful boy on it.

The lanterns were reflecting on the other's boy pretty face, defining his delicate features. I couldn't help but look in aww at such a beautiful sight.

 

"Stop Jonghyun, stop it. Don't come closer to him, go away. stop stop stop ! Turn around and just walk away." I mentally screamed to myself, but all in vain. 
My insides could scream at me all they wanted, I wasn't going to stop.

I silently approached him and let out an awkward cough to catch his attention, he instantly jumped up with big eyes, expression softening as he saw it was me.

I flashed him an embarrassed smile, shyly scratching the back of my head. "What have I brought myself into" I sighed in defeat.

"Hi," He said soflt,y, sitting back on the bench when he saw me walking over to him.

I sat next to him on the bench, trying to make as much distance between our bodies as possible, "Uh, hey,"
I sensed that there was already a silence coming, so I quickly prevented from getting things awkward between us and asked him what he was doing here this late.

"Waiting for my luggage." He responded, long slender fingers playing with his cellphone.

"There will be someone dropping off my belongings any moment." He continued, not even once looking up from the device in his hands.

"And what are you doing here ?" He asked, finally raising his head to meet my gaze with a cute smile.

I snorted sarcastically, "Talking with the enemy." I muttered the last word, rolling my eyes.

Kibum shifted on the bench so that his body was turned to me, "Yeah, I don't get that Sophomore-Junior feud-thingy at all. What's it all about ?" He looked at me inquisitively, curiosity written all over his pretty face.

I chuckled, he looked like a little puppy, "I don't know, we just hate on each other since forever," I looked up at the sky, ignoring his piercing eyes.

"So ... you hate me ?" He asked a bit dissapointed, a little pout on his lips.

 

"..." I thought, "Did I hate him ? No. He's too cute to hate on. I bet everybody, even Heechul, would have a soft spot for him. But ... what do I have to tell him ? If I say yes, I'll lie to him, plus, he would probably ignore me. But if I say no, I'll betray my friends and all the other Juniors. Except for Jinki of course."

 

I sighed as his eyes were boring holes in my head.

"Well ..." I began, "I don't ... really hate you. It's just that ... Okay, I don't hate you. But just don't tell anyone, okay ?" I said, scratching the back of my head. His face lightened up at hearing that and he nodded enthusiastically.

"Sooo ... what does make me so special to not be hated by the oh-so arrogant bastard Kim Jonghyun ?" He snickered.
"Wha- ?! Y-you're not special !" I exclaimed loudly, a little bit too harsh which made him pout cutely.

"I-I mean ... you're different. You're new so you're still innocent." I stated, making it up to him.

"Taemin is innocent too."

"Yes ... But you're new, and not aware of this hateful world of us. It just makes you different." I made up.

 

Yeah, of course I lied. I'm not just going to say, "Oh well, I just think you're pretty hot and I might fall for you."

No. That's not how Kim Jonghyun rolls. Not at all.

 

"And what do you mean with oh-so arrogant bastard ?!" I said, somewhat offended.
He let out a loud snort, "Well, that's how my roommates call you," He stated, "or rather, that's how Eunhyuk calls you."
I smirked, not that I didn't expect it.
"He was raging at me, just because I was talking to you this afternoon."
"Oh ... yeah, that guy just can't stand me." I laughed.
"You can't stand him either." He said, giving me a small smile.
"Yeah ..."

A pair of flashing headlights were coming in our direction, "Oh, I think that's my driver." He said, running to the car.
My driver ? ... He's probably one of those rich boys.
He greeted the man whom was stepping out of the car and started unloading the trunk.
I ran up to them, picking up a few bags, "Woah, Kibum, did they brought you your house ?" I chuckled.
He too, picked up some bags and his trolley and we walked into the building before telling the driver goodbye.
"Kind of." He laughed, "I'm from Daegu, so I won't be able to visit my family in the weekend."
I stopped, turning around, "What's your room number ? And woah, that big time ..."
"597 corridor 6, and yeah I know." He stated.
I turned back around and turned to the left with him by my side.
"Why did you even came here ?" I asked, not coming up with decent questions.
"Because I love to dance, I guess." He said matter of factly.
He had a point there.
We turned into corridor 5, walking towards the stairs.
"Soo .. do you have a girlfriend ?" I asked him, trying to care less, but in the inside exploding of curiosity.
He let out a loud snort, "Naaah ... I'm done with girls."
I cocked an eyebrow at his respond, "What do you mean ?"
"Well, my girlfriend broke up with me upon hearing that I was going to Seoul."
"Oh man, that's pretty ed up ..."
He shrugged, looking at the floor while walking.
"Don't worry, there are plenty of cute girls here."
I don't know why I said that. To reassure him ? But why would I incite him to go check out the girls of the academy, while I'm having butterflies every ing time he smiles at me ?

"Well, ... I'm gay, so it doesn't really matter."

I knew it.

I don't know how, but I knew there was something with this guy.

Just at the way he cares so much about his looks, and his femininity, I could tell that he wasn't fully straight.

I swear I made a mental dance, and if it wasn't for him to be right by my side, I would've literally danced throughout the buildings.

"But ... you just said that you had a girlfriend ?" I asked him and thanked the gods that it was dark, so that he couldn't see my cheeks getting hot.
"Yeah ... I don't know either, maybe I'm bi. Maybe I'm gay. I haven't figured out yet."

I started climbing the stairs with him behind me. It was pretty tough, with all these bags.

I just nodded at his respond, not knowing how to react on that. Like I could help him figure out if he was gay or not.

Suddenly he stopped, plumping down on a step, surrounded by the bags, letting out a sigh of despair.

"Too tiring."

I chuckled, "Come'on, it's already time to be in our rooms."

His bottom lip jutted out and I couldn't help but smile at how cute it looked.

"Where the is an elevator when you need it." He whined.

"There is, but they shut off the power of the elevators in the evening, if we use them at night and we get stuck, there won't be anyone to help us out, since they don't have an alarm button or phone in them. This school is pretty old, you know." I grinned, nudging at his elbow.

He sighed, standing up again.

I took one of his bags, so he had to carry less.

That's how a gentleman rolls.

In my case, being the arrogant bastard, I would only be a gentleman when it came to ... him.

Yeah, I'm not a gentleman. Why am I even doing this. Helping a ing Sophomore to carry his bags.

I must be out of my mind. But he just makes me so ... spacey.

I can't believe it that I'm having weird feelings because of him. And I only have known him from ... today.

Jonghyun, what's in that head of yours.

We finally arrived in corridor six.
We walked through it until we found no. 597, which Kibum opened.
Light shone on our faces and Donghae, with wet hair and all cleaned up, like the blemish-freak he was, was facing us.
"Oh hi Kibum." He said, stepping aside so the blonde could enter with all his belongings.
He looked at me from head to toe, eyeing me in suspicion. He didn't bother to say anything to me as I gave him one of my disgusting glares. He turned around, slinging his towel of his shoulder.

"Overprotected parents much ?" He asked, chuckling as he watched Kibum packing out all his luggage.

The younger one grinned, which was pretty hot, answering "No, I'm not going home till next holidays."

"Oh yeah, Daegu is pretty far away." Donghae snorted, going into the bathroom.

"Taemin and Minho, sneak out of the window."

"Oooooh Minho ! You're Tarzan and I'll be Jane, you carry me out of the window okay ?"

I heard a conversation, perfectly recognizing Taemin's voice, and Minho was there too obviously.

They came out of the shared bedroom, with Eunhyuk following them.
I raised an eyebrow, "'Why are Minho and Taemin even here ? They don't sleep in the academy ? They go home normally ..."

Eunhyuk noticed me standing me in the doorway as I heard Minho mutter something like, "Let's just go through the main entrance."

Taemin shrugged, passing me by, just like Minho, not bothering to gain me some attention, all though I didn't care.

Eunhyuk came to me, standing in his PJ's. "What are you doing here ?" He flashed me one of his all-too famous fake smiles.

Kibum turned around, "He helped me with my luggage."

"Oooh, so Jonghyun has a heart, now hasnt' he ? Helping a Sophomore ?" He smirked.

I rolled my eyes and turned around, too scared to say Kibum goodnight.

I should be more discrete. They must not know that I'm having a soft spot for a ... Sophomore.

The door closed with a bam, so that the only way for me to know my way out was the moonlight.

Suddenly a door opened and a group of guys fell into the corridor, laughing like crazy.

Some had only a towel around their waist and a couple of other's had a toothbrush dangling out of their mouth.

They all silenced when they noticed me.

"Oooh, look who we have here, it's Kim Jonghyun." One of them exclaimed, snickering.

"What the is a Junior doing in corridor 6." Another laughed.

I snorted, brushing their shoulders, muttering a "Get the off."

They all laughed, "Oh well, we're really scared now, blondie." The tallest of them roared with laughter.

I rolled my eyes, venturing away of hell itself.

 

I ing helped a Sophomore.

I even dared to enter corridor 6, just for him.

I must really feel butterflies ... or am I just going completely nuts ? 

 

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