the boring voice of the middle aged teacher went on and on as i drew little hearts around Suho's name in pencle. i looked up from time to time but to only come face to face with the back of his head. his cute brown hair sat perfectly in place, his uniform sat nicely on his well built frame. 

"you have it bad for him don't you?" Chanyeol passed a paper. he sat next to me across the way slightly. i shrunched the paper up before anyone could notest that he was passing me notes.  

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okay to tell you the truth i have no idea were i'm going on this fanfiction at all. it's a great idea and all but i've been working on my other fanfiction On and On for 2 years now and i've tottly don't know what i wanna do with this. if somoeone wants to help me on it great. but for now this is all i got for the past several months... almost a year right?  so check back and see if i added anything more onto this paragraph abouve. if you wanna help or anything i'll take it

sorry