Jongin

Chanyeol and I had just met up at school before it had started. As soon as he spotted me, he ran up to me, asking about yesterday's event. “What did they say? Please tell me,” Chanyeol begged curiously. We were in our classroom and waited for the teacher to start the class. 

“Later, Chanyeol," I teased, "the class will start soon." He pouted, then gave me a playful glaring stare. “You should’ve auditioned yourself if you’re that curious. I’m sure you would’ve passed”. I smiled but shook his head.

“Nah, I don’t really want to become a trainee. I don’t want music to be my job. I love playing instruments, but I only want it as my hobby," he explained, "you know what my real dream is." 

“Yeah yeah, find your soulmate and marry them,” I laughed and he nodded with a grin. It was a stupid - but cute - dream. Chanyeol was that kind of guy who would sacrifice everything for someone he loved. When he'd find someone who’d love him as much as he’d love them, I’m sure he’d do anything to keep them both happy. That’s just his personality, and I was glad we’re best friends.

“Congrats,” I heard someone say behind me, which made me glance over my shoulder. 

I expected to see a classmate smiling towards me, but I didn’t spot anyone looking in my direction. I wondered if they were too shy or embarrassed to look me in the eyes or something.

“You heard that as well, right Chanyeol?” I asked him just to be sure I was not going mad, which wouldn't have surprised me for that matter. 

“Someone congratulating?” he asked, which I nodded to. “Yeah.” He had heard it too, which meant I was not going mad, although I was utterly confused as I couldn't tell whom it was. 

“Has someone other than me in our class also passed?” I asked, which Chanyeol only raised his shoulders to. 

I pushed the thought away and concentrated on the class when the teacher entered the room and went on with the class. 

It was finally lunch after what felt like too long; Chanyeol and I sat at an available table to eat on. The day had felt too long for my liking, and I was looking forward for it to end. I was tired, but I planned to go and train later with my dancing.

“Hey, can I sit here?” asked someone who interrupted my dreamy thoughts about me being a trainee.

“Sure," both Chanyeol and I said at the same time. He sat down on the other side of us and ate his lunch. I was staring at him without noticing myself until Chanyeol nudged me slightly on the arm, literally giving me death stare.

“You’re Baekhyun, right?” I asked just to be sure. If I remembered right, he’s in class A, whilst we’re in B.

“Yeah," he answered with a nod, having his mouth full with food, not being able to speak. “Where are your frie