“You must be kidding me, right?”

Lee Sungyeol’s whole world crumbled down as soon as he heard those words come out from the lips of the person in front of him. His fists curled up into a ball as he tightened his hold on him, inwardly telling him to calm the hell down.

“You’re not seriously asking me out, right?” Kim Myungsoo, the said person in front of him, asked with knotted eyebrows, “Please, if you’ll be doing practical jokes, spare me, I don’t need it.”

Sungyeol watched how Myungsoo stood up from the seat and left the cafeteria. He watched how the said boy’s friends followed suit. He watched how the people watching the scene all pouted in his direction. He watched how his friends gave him sympathizing gazes from afar. But most of all, he watched how his feelings were shot down and thrown to the ground.

“It’s going to be fine, Sungyeol-ah.” Dongwoo came to his side and patted his shoulder, “We’ll go out tonight and have some fun, let’s forget about him.”

Sungjong walked to his side with his arms crossed across his chest, “Yes, hyung, it’s not like it’s the end of the world. I can’t believe he would do that to you. It’s something a would do so just forget about him.”

Forcing a small smile, Sungyeol turned to his friends, “Thanks guys, seriously.”

Lee Sungyeol, Class 2-A and batch’s Class Clown, has had a crush on Kim Myungsoo, Class 2-A and batch’s Prince Charming, since middle school. He promised himself that if his crush on the guy lasted for 5yrs, he would confess his feelings and today was that day. Today was when his confession was shot down and taken as a joke as well.

“I’ll make sure Kim Myungsoo regrets turning me down,” Sungyeol whispered to himself but was heard by Dongwoo and Sungjong who both gave him a wary glance, “I swear to everything that I will get back at Kim Myungsoo for taking my feelings by that of a fool.”

“Sungyeol-ah…” Dongwoo called out as Sungjong warned with a, “Yeol hyung!”

For the first time, their group was full of tension as Dongwoo looked nervous, Sungjong looked annoyed and Sungyeol’s fists are still curled up; the nails scraping on his skin and is hurting him.

“Just you wait, Kim Myungsoo.”

AN: My first Infinite fanfic. My first Myungyeol fanfic. My first Korean fanfic in a long while since I've been stuck writing Japanese. I hope people would stay with me on this fic :) Do tell me what you think ♥