Zelo followed the elder into his apartment that was on the second floor.  He expected the apartment to be dark and filled with gang group things, but shockingly there wasn’t anything scary about the place minus the dish pile in the kitchen.  He saw Bang wave him closer, and Zelo sat down on the couch when the elder pointed to it.  He bowed his head, “Thank you so much for saving my life back there.”

“Don’t mention it, Kid,” Bang muttered.  He walked over to a storage closet that was next to his TV, and he pulled out a red plaid blanket and a white pillow, “Use these.  Do you need any clothes to sleep in?” he asked.

Zelo flushed, “Uh…I’m good, thank you,” he murmured.

“Okay then.  I guess it won’t matter how you look tomorrow, even if you’re wearing the same outfit, most of these kids don’t even remember seeing their friend five minutes ago,” Bang scoffed.  “Help yourself to whatever, just keep out of my room, got it?”

“Sir, yessir!” Zelo chirped.

Bang gave a small smile and shook his head, “Idiotic kid,” he murmured to himself before going down the hall to get showered.

Zelo slumped back against the black leather couch, he was too nervous to eat since he ran away from his mother.  Who knew what JiYoung was going to do now.  Zelo didn’t want to think about it.

“Hey, Zelo, wake up.”

The blonde blinked tiredly and pulled back the blanket to see the professor hovering above him.  He sat up with a yawn, “Did I oversleep?” he muttered.

“Nah, you still have an hour to kill,” Bang told him.  “Eat something before I take you to your personal hell: college.”

Zelo laughed quietly and thanked the elder when he was handed a plate with two slices of buttered toast, and he began to nibble on one of them.

“I have a spare toothbrush you can use,” Bang threw over his shoulder as he walked back into the kitchen to get his own breakfast.

The blonde managed to eat the rest of the toast before wandering down the dark hallway to find the bathroom, which wasn’t too hard since the hall led down to what Zelo thought to be Bang’s bedroom and on his right was the bathroom.  He brushed his teeth quickly and headed back into the living room where he found Bang sitting on the couch browsing through his tablet, “Thanks again.”

“Not a problem,” Bang answered without looking away.  “You ready then?”

“As I’ll ever be,” Zelo sighed.

Bang led the way out and got into the car, “How was yesterday?”

“Before I was throwing myself out a window from my psychotic mother?” Zelo asked.  “It was even worse.  There’s a guy hunting down a deer, a ninja left my , my new guide was a colorblind Canadian, and everyone calls me by some food name.”

“Sounds tough,” Bang agreed.  He had pulled his car to stop, “Hate me later if you want, even though I saved your life, but I’m dropping you off at your fraternity.”

Zelo gave him a betrayed look, “You’re doing the thing that I avoided so hard to come back to.”

“I’m a college professor, get used to it,” Bang grinned.  “Now get out.”

Zelo scowled, but got out of the car, and he watched Bang speed away.  He stood on the curb with a bitter expression, “.”

“Hey, enchilada!”

Zelo headed towards his college.  His shoulders were hunched and he wanted to turn back around and go sleep for the rest of his four years in this hole.

“Hey there.”

Zelo screeched when someone was right by his ear.

Henry jumped at the shrill cry, “You aren’t normal today, are you?” he asked.

“It’s been rough,” Zelo told him with a defeated sigh.

Henry gave him a soft pat on the back, “Maybe today will be better for you?” he asked.

Zelo told him to hush; anyone who wished him luck, Zelo ended up having a terrible day and was usually followed by psycho Koreans.  He ended up leaving Henry a little before they reached the campus because the Canadian got distracted by a cluster of butterflies, and chased them into incoming traffic.

“Hey there cheesecake!” Chanyeol grinned.  He was with Baekhyun—when isn’t he—when the freshmen walked by the tree the couple were sitting under.

Zelo merely raised his hand to the crack addict.  He looked around and saw that most of the students were lazing around in the grass, staring oddly up at the sky.  “Something going on?” Zelo asked.

“It’s Tuesday,” Baekhyun told him.

“And?” Zelo asked.

“Trash yourself Tuesday,” Taemin said, dropping out of the tree.

“Hi, Batman!” Chanyeol beamed a little too crazily.

Taemin just nodded to the taller’s general direction.  He stood before Zelo, “Sorry for ditching you yesterday, I don’t do well with parents.”

“I can tell,” Zelo muttered, glaring a little.  “When will you teach me where your hidden doors are at?” he demanded.

Taemin shrugged, “Only time will tell, young one.”

Zelo watched him sloth his way back up into the tree.

“Hey, Kid, good to see that you made it to campus in one piece,” Bang said, now standing behind Zelo.  He gave the younger a brief pat on the shoulder, “Know where you’re going now?”

Zelo sheepishly looked away, “Not exactly.”

“Well, since I only do engineering, I can’t help with the pointless classes around here that don’t benefit you to your diploma,” Bang told him.  “Really, who needs cooking class if you’re going to be a math teacher, or something?”

Zelo snorted, “With this ed up school, I’ll be lucky to know how to make a sandwich.”

Bang chuckled, “True, Kid, true.”

The two ended up parting when they saw the clock strike eight, and Zelo headed towards the buildings while Bang walked down the sidewalk.  The younger wasn’t sure where the engineering building was, but he figured it was a little ways down towards a large garage or something.

Zelo entered the building and saw some random kids standing in the hall or entering a classroom with bored expressions, or they were stoned; Zelo was betting on the last one.  He went to go find his cooking class—the right one this time—and he headed up the second floor and started to quickly peek into windows of the rooms.

“Hey, aren’t you that new kid?”

Zelo turned at the deep voice and saw Minho standing in the hallway, his eyes were a little glassy, and he looked like he had slept outside or walked through every single bush in his pathway to get to class.  He nodded his head and bowed a little, “You’re Taemin’s friend, right?”

“Eh, we’re dating now,” Minho nodded nonchalantly.  “He got tired of Kris ing at us to get a room and said it was unhealthy to do this skinny lover .  Personally, I was fine.”

Did Minho just start a conversation without saying some crazy ?

Zelo laughed a little, “I never thought Kris was the type to give advice.”

“He’s owned by that panda looking dude,” Minho said.  He twirled his finger around his eye, “Tao, he’s got dark circles around his eyes.”

“I’ve seen him, but never met him,” Zelo said.

“I wouldn’t bother; he’s scared of anything that moves, even though he could kill a man with his pinky,” Minho scoffed.  “Anyway, what’s your name?”

“Oh, I’m Choi JunHong, but I prefer to be called Zelo,” he introduced himself.

Minho gave him a blank stare, “Choi, huh?”

“Yea, what of it?” Zelo blinked.

“I’m a Choi,” Minho said.  “Are we possibly related?”

Zelo laughed, “It’s a common last name, but it’s not really my last name; I’m adopted.”

The stoner looked angry for a second before stalking over to a greenish classroom door, he ripped it open, kicked his foot through it, put his fist through it next, and then he ripped the top of the door down before chucking it down the hall, and at that same moment, Luhan was running down the hall, the door caught him in the leg, taking him down.  Minho flared angrily as the nervous science professor stepped out, “Who told you?!” he snarled.

Zelo was pale and plastered himself against the wall, “What?” he squeaked.  Faintly through the pounding in his ears, he could hear Luhan’s screeching as he was on the ground.

“Who told you that you were adopted?!” Minho shouted.

“Mr. Choi?” the professor started.  “Could you calm down please?”

 Minho glanced at the professor and pulled out a joint, “That I can do, Teach,” he said.  He pulled out a lighter, lit it up, and slumped against the wall as he started to smoke.

Zelo inched away from the now calm elder and he looked to his left and saw that Luhan had a net over him and was being dragged around the corner.

“I found my deer!”

Zelo wanted to cry.

Can you smell the college professor/college student OTP starting? Aw yiss I am.  I feel like Zelo; crying all the time.  I have a math test tomorrow, and I'm going to cry.  I'm 99.9% sure that my math teacher gave me pity points on my last math test because I turned in my test crying...I was an ugly sight.  I got an 86.3% on it, go me. FINALS ARE NEXT WEEK READERS, YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS? PUBLIC SCHOOL TEACHERS ARE GOING TO CRAM LIKE IT'S THEIR MOTHERIN' JOB. AKA, the week nothing will be updated because I'll be too busy crying, rage studying, and clung onto my soulmate like the pitiful creature I am.  Good day, readers.

Yeah, finals are gonna be a .  Stared at my math homework, laughed, and ended up reading fanfiction for the rest of the night because IT ALL, IT ALL, DON'T GIVE A ANYMORE~ actually, I never really cared.  Lol.  BUSINESS DEGREE HERE I COME.