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Luhan walked out of the boy dormitories today, looking half dead. He didn’t sleep very well last night and his back was killing him. After all the events that happened yesterday, Luhan was surprised that he even woke up alive.

 

How the did I survive a fight with a Phoenix?

 

Luhan walked into the canteen and spotted Irene reading her book, sitting next to Yeri. Luhan walked up to her, almost forgetting that they had a fight yesterday.

 

    “Hey, Irene what’s that book you keep reading?”

 

Irene glared up at him, with unforgiving eyes. Even Yeri looked uncomfortable.

 

Luhan stood there for a minute waiting for a reply but to no avail, Irene was still glaring at him. To say the least, she was determined on giving Luhan the silent treatment.

 

     “Okay, fine,” Luhan huffed and walked away before realising - - where the is Junmyeon? He scanned the canteen and unfortunately, the brown haired boy can not be found anywhere.

 

But God loves Luhan.

 

     “Hey Luhan,” Kyungsoo greeted from behind and Luhan quickly turned around to greet him back. Thank God for Kyungsoo.

 

“Do you mind me sitting with you today since like all my friends ditched me?” Luhan didn’t know how to make it seem like he was asking Kyungsoo to eat breakfast with him just because he sees him as a replacement but lets be real: this is the Do Kyungsoo. He doesn’t care at all.

 

Kyungsoo shrugged his shoulders which Luhan thinks it means ‘yes’ and mentally cheers. He looked over his shoulder to look at Irene and frowned. Irene was still immersed in her God damn book. Maybe Luhan really needs to give Irene some time alone for a while.

 

When Luhan took his seat, he expected Junmyeon to be there as well but he wasn’t. Only him and Kyungsoo sitting at the table. “Kyungsoo, you haven’t seen Junmyeon, have you?”

 

     Kyungsoo stops doing whatever he was doing before that and narrowed his eyes as if he was actually thinking deeply about it. “You know, now that you’ve mentioned it, I haven’t seen him at all since morning,” Kyungsoo said and continued eating. Luhan wanted to add ‘but it’s still morning’ but nevermind. He’d get a sandwich thrown to his head.

 

Luhan unwrapped his sandwich and took bite into it, not thinking much about it. Luhan was suddenly interrupted by Junmyeon himself, sliding into the space next time. Luhan put down his sandwich before giving Junmyeon a questioning look.

 

    “Where have you been all morning? I was looking for you! I even had to resort to sitting next to Kyungsoo, no offense though.” Luhan said the last part while looking at Kyungsoo, who looked like he wasn’t even listening.

 

Junmyeon just gave Luhan a grin, before digging into his own sandwich. Junmyeon somehow looked out of breath, as if he were running away from something. Even his tie was hanging loosely around his neck which is not like Junmyeon, whatsoever.

 

Luhan decided to shrug it off.

 

Kyungsoo suddenly glanced at his watch before standing up and looking at the two boys who were still munching on their sandwiches.

 

    “Guys, we have to go to class now?” Kyungsoo said, matter-of-factly.

 

Luhan, too, glanced at his watch and nodded and to his horror, a few students fainted right in front of his eyes. He couldn’t help but scream.

 

     “Unbelievable. I thought the scream was from a girl - oh wait, are you not?” a voice said from behind him and it was obviously Chanyeol from how deep and annoying it was. But Luhan was so ing horrified he can’t even take a second to glare at the boy.

 

Students just fainted right in front of his eyes. Oh my Go -

 

“TO YOUR CLASSES, ALL OF YOU!”

 

Luhan could recognise that voice anywhere. Of course Irene would shoo everyone away. Then, a few professors walked in the canteen and told all the students to go to their respective classes as they brought the unconscious students to the health room.

 

Whispers were exchanged between the students as they walked out from the canteen and Luhan couldn’t help but clutch on Junmyeon’s arm like his life depended on it. Junmyeon only threw him a questioning look.

 

      “What? It’s Church boy now since you got into a fight with your sister?” a voice boomed and Luhan is so ing annoyed because oh my God, can Chanyeol leave him alone? It’s already sickening to know that he needs to meet this dim witted fool every night for a whole month for detention.

 

“How did you know that, Park? Have been stalking me or something?” Luhan snarled as he turned around to face Chanyeol and one of his best friends, Kim Jongdae (Phoenix, of course). Chanyeol smirked and fixed his tie, staring at the way Luhan’s arm was wrapped possessively around Junmyeon’s.

 

     “Why would I waste my time stalking you?” Chanyeol asked and Luhan is really annoyed by the amount of stupidity he has to handle right now. He said he doesn’t want to waste time stalking him but yet here he is, in all his glory, talking to him even though he wasn’t needed. At all.

    

Jongdae who was standing beside Chanyeol quickly pulled Luhan away from Junmyeon and stared at Luhan’s right arm. Luhan was a bit taken aback by that. “So who healed you?” Jongdae asked staring at the scar that Chanyeol left. That prat.

 

     “A walking .”

     “I see. With his tears?”

 

“Yes,” Luhan was a bit confused right now, why was Jongdae talking to him? Jongdae looked up and Luhan didn’t miss the way Jongdae’s eyes twinkled in mischief.

 

“Does the walking happen to be, the lovely Mr. Park standing right next to me?”

 

Luhan looked at Chanyeol, who looked just as confused. Chanyeol nudged Jongdae, hard.

 

    “Ouch Chanyeol, that wasn’t very nice.” Jongdae said as he rubbed the spot where he was nudged at. Jongdae now looked more mischievous than before.

 

“I think it’s cute that the both of you like each other, you know, now both of you have those little dating sessions at night.”  Luhan and Chanyeol were glaring holes into Jongdae, who was now extending his hand out in front of Junmyeon who gave the boy a highfive.

 

Luhan only gave Junmyeon a questioning glance before slowly removing his hand from Jongdae’s grip. “Why would I even like a total wanker like him? Come on, Junmyeon,” Luhan spat and quickly walked away from the both of them with an out of breathe Junmyeon behind him.

 

(“You idiot,” Chanyeol hissed and hits Jongdae’s head. Jongdae winced but the smirk was still on his face.

 

“I’m sorry I interrupted your conversation with your crush, but hey! You guys will be meeting each other every night -”

 

“I DO NOT HAVE A CRUSH!”)

 

***

 

Luhan stomped into the class and sat down in the middle, where his usual spot is. Junmyeon took a seat next to him, very much out of breath. Luhan glared at Junmyeon for the longest time, making the said boy gulp loudly.

 

    “It was a joke?” Junmyeon shot Luhan a grin. “Yea, more like an inside joke?” Luhan spat, making Junmyeon jump in his seat.

 

A few seconds later, Park Chanyeol comes stomping in with Jongdae hot on his heels.

 

     “Hey, your b-”

     “Shut it.”

 

Luhan scanned the room to find his best friend and sees her sitting in the front row. Luhan immediately stood up and walked to the front. He slid into the seat and he noticed how Irene suddenly straightened her posture, her expression stoic.

 

“Irene, hey, c’mon, talk to me. I’m sorry, alright?” Luhan was practically begging. Luhan and Irene were basically joined by the hip, inseparable, so when Irene is acting like this, Luhan can’t help but feel empty.

 

Irene doesn’t answer and Luhan groans.

 

“Joohyunnie,” Luhan whined and Irene is still not responding. Luhan huffed and stood up, huffed an angry ‘FINE’ before stomping away to his seat. Junmyeon gave Luhan a questioning look.

 

     “When was the last time you guys even had a fight?” Junmyeon asked and Luhan looked at him, wanting to answer but then he realised that he can’t remember when was the last time they fought like this.

 

     “I think when we were 6?” Luhan muttered and Junmyeon gasped (dramatically). “That’s impossible!” said Junmyeon, eyes widen with disbelief. Luhan pouted, folded his arms on the table and buried his face in his arms.

 

All of the sudden he felt something small hitting his neck, followed by another and another. WHAT THE .

 

Luhan looked up to see an amused Jongdae throwing little balls of paper at him. Chanyeol on the other hand was smirking at Luhan. Luhan groaned for the hundredth time that day. The worst part was that Junmyeon was laughing too.

 

    “Junmyeon, will you stop?” Luhan instructed Junmyeon. Junmyeon whined. “Why don’t you ask him to stop?” Junmyeon said as he pointed towards Jongdae with an unsatisfied pout.

 

“BECAUSE IF I DO, HE’D JUST THROW MORE OF THOSE THINGS AT ME.”

 

Junmyeon stopped soon after. Luhan realised that Professor Rodney hasn’t come in yet and urged Junmyeon to go find out why.

 

     “Why me?” Junmyeon asked. Luhan glared at him and hit his arm. “Just do it.” Luhan doesn’t miss Junmyeon’s ‘the things I do for you’.

 

Junmyeon got up and walked to the front to talk to Irene. He stood in front of Irene’s desk and Luhan sees him nodding to whatever Irene was saying and Luhan frowned. How come Irene doesn’t talk to him but talks to Junmyeon. His frown deepened.

 

He tapped his feet impatiently as Junmyeon walked up to his seat.

 

“So?” Luhan asked as Junmyeon takes his seat. “Irene said Professor Rodney was checking up on the kids that got sick, you know, the ones that fainted earlier?” Junmyeon said and Luhan’s mouth made an ‘O’.

 

     “But how come Irene is talking to you but not me?”

     “Maybe because I’m not a scumbag.”

 

Junmyeon thinks his yelp echoed throughout the whole building.

 

***

 

Besides medieval language class, every other class was as normal and Luhan thinks he might just puke because he’s going to be in the same room as Park Chanyeol for two hours after dinner.

 

Luhan plays with the carrots on his plate, first things first, he ing hates carrots, secondly, he hates Park Chanyeol. Today really is hell for him, isn’t it?

 

But also, Luhan is amused because he can see Irene wanting to scold him for not eating properly, but she holds back.

 

    “Ready for detention with your boyfriend?” Junmyeon pats Luhan’s back, as he bites into his apple.

 

“I will stab you multiple times and bury you deep, deep underneath the ground and no one will even know where you’ve gone,” Luhan muttered simply while staring at his plate. Junmyeon barked out a forced laughter and Luhan would cringe if he weren’t pissed.

 

    “Ha, very funny, Luhan.”

 

***

 

Luhan was sitting in the circular room, lazily flipping through some old books on the table. He sighed for the umpteenth time that evening while glancing at the clock hanging above the fireplace. Junmyeon was writing his medieval languages essay beside Luhan and groaned every time Luhan sighed.

 

     “Just another 20 minutes, Luhan. Calm down, your boyfriend isn’t going anywhere,” Junmyeon sing-songed and Luhan flushed red. He was too lazy to even give a comeback because it’s not like Junmyeon would stop teasing him anyway.

 

“Oh? Luhan isn’t going to deny anymore? Baby steps, Lu! First; acceptance,” said Junmyeon as if he was a love doctor or something. Luhan buried his head in the cushions.

 

Junmyeon was rubbing Luhan’s back in a comforting way when small footsteps were heard and both of them looked up towards the source of sound. It was Yeri, in her pigtail pride, skipping into the circular room without a care in the world.

 

    “Hey, Yeri!” Luhan called out as he stood up, making Yeri stop in her tracks. Yeri tilted her head to the side when Luhan walked up to her with what he thought was a convincing grin.

 

“Hey, could you tell me if Irene said anything about me?”  

 

Yeri looked desperate to change the subject, looking left and right, hoping for something interesting to come into view. Yeri’s face suddenly brightened, as if she had just found the cure for cancer.

 

    “Shouldn’t you be in detention?”

 

Wait, who told her? Nevermind about that, she was right, he was going to be late! He glanced at his watch. 7.57 AM.

 

, the detention room was so far.

 

Before he knew it he felt a body falling on to him.

 

“LUHAN!” a voice boomed and Luhan, in panic, holds onto an unconscious Yeri and turned around. A furious Irene glowered at him from the entrance and in that moment, Luhan knew, he was going to die.

 

“No, this isn’t-” Before he knew it, he felt a force slamming him into a wall and Luhan choked on his breathe. Irene quickly ran up to Yeri. “Irene, listen-”

 

“DO YOU THINK IT’S FUNNY? YERI’S JUST A CHILD, LUHAN!” Irene yelled. Now it was Luhan’s turn to be furious. How dare Irene think he would hurt an 11 year old? Was Irene that ing pissed off with him that she would accuse him of doing such horrible things?

 

“Listen, Irene, I didn’t ing do this, alright? She just ing fainted on me! What makes you think I even did this?” Luhan didn’t yell but there was venom in his voice. Irene glared at him and with her mind, she pushed Luhan out of the way.

 

     “I’ll bring her to the health room and you,” Irene paused and pointed a finger at Luhan. “Go to your detention.” And with that Irene walked out with Yeri on her back.

 

Luhan turned around and saw a group of students, including Junmyeon and Timothy, watching him. “What?” asked Luhan and the others quickly scrambled away, leaving a shocked Junmyeon and Timothy.

 

     “Luhan, it’s already 8.02PM,” Junmyeon stated and with that, Luhan practically sprinted to the detention room. Oh, it.

 

***

 

Luhan ran into the room, with sweat all over himself. Chanyeol was already there, looking pretty pissed actually. Luhan walked to the seat furthest away from Chanyeol, who still had a hard glare on him.

 

    “ a brick, Park.” Luhan spat as he landed in his seat aggressively. “I would rather a brick than being here, to be quite honest.” Chanyeol muttered loud enough for Luhan to hear.

 

“Wait, I need to record that, would you mind saying it again?” Chanyeol rolled his eyes.

 

“Why are you late, Fawn?” Chanyeol asked roughly. Luhan really just wanted him to shut up. “Would you please mind your own business?” Luhan spat, making Chanyeol stand up.

 

Luhan narrowed his eyes as Chanyeol made his way to Luhan. Chanyeol stops in front of Luhan and leaned forward, eyes squinting at Luhan.

 

“You were the one that put me here, so yes you owe me your business,” Chanyeol said and Luhan scoffed in Chanyeol’s face, hoping that some of his spit landed on Chanyeol’s stupid dumb face.

 

With a squint of his eyes and a little concentration, Chanyeol flew across the room. Luhan can hear Chanyeol groan in pain and Luhan did a mental cheering dance. He grinned as Chanyeol shot him a glare.

 

     “If that’s how it is,” Chanyeol spat and he flicked his wrist sending a fireball to Luhan’s direction. Luhan, shocked, stopped the fire ball from hitting him and yelled at Chanyeol.

 

“Are you mad? Do you want the whole building to ing burn?” Chanyeol chuckled as Luhan made the fire ball disappear. “You started it, Fawn.”

 

     “What are you 12?”

     “Yeah. From a scale of 1 to 10 in looks.”

 

Luhan wants to vomit.

 

Luhan sat down and frowned at Chanyeol. Why is Chanyeol sooooo desperate to bother him? Chanyeol, as if realising that Luhan doesn’t want to take part in his attempt to fight him, decided to walk around the detention room, hands sliding across the brick walls.

 

     “Why are you the wall?” Luhan asked, a smirk painted across his face. Chanyeol ignored his stupid question and continued walking around the room. Chanyeol thinks it’s stupid how the teacher doesn’t even supervise them in the detention room, like, what’s the point besides being stuck in a room filled with n o t h i n g.

 

(“It’s to reflect yourself, so you won’t do it again,” Irene told Luhan once and Luhan thinks it’s so stupid.)

 

And then suddenly, Chanyeol falls into the wall.