Woohyun yawned as he walked upstairs, wanting to catch some fresh air as his boyfriend went to hang out with Jiae. He opened the door and smelled... smoke?

That was obviously weird considering that only someone with keys- a.k.a. the staffs and student council- could get to the balcony. Maybe a fire is starting? And such a thought process made him panic a bit as he ran to only see the side-profile of a boy with a lighter in his hand.

Is the kid smoking? he wouldn't allow that to happen 'cause hello~ student council member here~ and was about to scold the kid when he noticed that in the other boy's hand was a burning photo... a very familiar photo.

He realized that 'wait, that's the photo I took with Sungjong at an amusement park that I lost from my wallet! OAO' and all of a sudden he was a bit scared seeing how the boy blew off the remaining fire before Sungjong's face was burned off. The boy kissed the remainder of the photo before smiling fondly at it.

Terrified.

VERY terrified.

The boy seemed to finally recognize Woohyun's presence and turned to him with a stoic face, "Ah, Woohyun-ssi, what are you doing up here?"

Talk about shivers going down his spine.

"Uh- getting fresh air- er- you...?" Woohyun couldn't help but stutter.

"Oh, burning photos with your face in it~!" to say that he was even more terrified with how nonchalant and perky that line was would be a huge understatement. Really, the best that he could do was stand completely still as the boy happily passed by him.

"Talk about creepy," Victoria, the student council vice-president, shivered after Woohyun finished explaining.

"I know right! I don't even know who that kid is!" Woohyun sighed.

"Does he have black hair and like a cold-city boy stare? Basically obssessed with Sungjong-sunbaenim?" Ren, the student council historian, asked.

"Your description fits, but 'basically obssessed'?" Woohyun couldn't help but question.

"He's Kim Myungsoo, or L, as his fans like to call him," Ren said, "Don't know why he has fans other than the fact that he is undeniably handsome, but he's- what was the word- a weirdo."

"What?" Woohyun and Victoria couldn't help but question in unison.

Ren then said with his usual stoic face, "Last time I saw the insides of his locker there were a variety of pictures of Sungjong."

"Excuse me BUT WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME ABOUT THIS DISCOVERY EARLIER?!" Woohyun yelled.

"I didn't think that it was that big of a deal," Ren simply shrugged.

"Only you Ren, only you," Victoria sighed with a face-palm.

"Aaahhh now I have to worry about a crazy stalker taking Sungjong after slicing my head off or something...!" Woohyun groaned.

"Isn't the term for that a 'yandere'?"

"NOT HELPING REN!"

Woohyun knew he should've called this so called "yandere" thing earlier when a week after his- uh- talk with Ren where he was laying on the grass with a freaking knife held against his throat.

Let's rewind a bit here :D

After finally convincing himself that Hoya didn't even have the ability to even walk past the bathroom and to Sungjong's room and that the shutter last night was his pure paranoid self worrying too much about that L kid, he decided to cheer his boyfriend's mood with a silly text.

He knew that the younger was already stressed out with exams enough that he didn't need a constantly worrying boyfriend screaming into his ear. Well, a little lunch date with an apology would have been nice if he didn't find that L kid polishing a kitchen knife..

"Oh, hello Woohyun-ssi," Myungsoo smiled.

"H-Hey Myungsoo-ah..." Woohyun awkwardly raised a hand, "S-So what are you doing here... and with a kitchen knife..."

"Waiting for Sungjongie to come to have a lunch with just the two of us~," Myungsoo hummed.

"Uh- h-he invited you...?"

"Correction: it's now mine and Sungjongie's date~."

Blah blah blah terrified blah blah blah tackled to the ground blah blah blah knife to the throat with an evilly smiling yandere pinning him down blah blah blah

"What a shame, you could have ran away and allow me to take what's rightfully mine," Myungsoo sighed before smiling again, "But where's the fun without blood being spilt~?"

Blah blah blah EXTREMELY TERRIFIED blah blah blah Sungjong comes to save the day... not exactly.

*Shouldn't you know what happens next cuz you've already read this before? :P*

Well, when Sungjong hugged Myungsoo, Woohyun saw the latter smirk a rather irritating smirk.

If only he knew that he would be attacked again after school then he would have taken the initiative to go screaming about Myungsoo instead of kkangpae groups.

And here they saw each other again after Woohyun had a miniature goose chase. He sammed the door open to find the classroom half-flipped upside-down... literally.

"Dude... what did you do here...?" Woohyun could feel his eye twitch.

"I can't find it!" Myungsoo yelled in frustration before jabbing a kitchen knife [that he basically pulled out of nowhere] into a nearby desk.

"C-Can't find what...?" Woohyun couldn't help but stutter at the sight of the same knife that almost slitted his throat.

"That picture! Aah it was a picture of poor, vulnerable Sungjongie!" Myungsoo whined, then began to repeatedly stab the poor desk with the knife, "Jeez he looked so cute in it too!!! Where could it have gone?!"

Maybe Woohyun would have offered to help find the picture if it weren't for the facts that he had a knife and that he would probably add that picture to the collection in his locker that Ren keeps talking about for some reason (probably to troll you Woohyun).

"Well I feel a lot better now," the yandere sighed in relief, completely ignoring the fact that there were very noticeable knife jabs in the desk.

"Good for you...???"

Myungsoo then went to go sit on top of someone's desk (that wasn't flipped over) and thought for a moment, "Hm, now that I think about it, Sungjongie seemed really creeped out by my card-"

"So that bouquet was from you! (/`A')/"

"Maybe I should have put a pickup line on it instead," he ignored Woohyun closed his eyes an thought of something, "Me gustaría ser un gota de tu sangre, para recorrer todo de tu cuerpo, y dormir en tu corazón."

"Doesn't that sound fancy," Woohyun swore he could even see it in fancy font.

"Yup, the magic of one of the romance languages."

"What does it mean?"

"I would like to be a drop of your blood, run all over throughout your body, and sleep in your heart."

There was an awkward moment of silence.

"Myungsoo-ah, don't do pickup lines. Plz, I mean it."

"And then you came before he could try to kill me again," Woohyun finished, seeing Sungjong turn the newfound information over and over again in his head.

"How do you know Spanish?" Changjo asked Myungsoo.

"Cross that out. Why does such a pickup line exist in Spanish?" Jiae sighed.