Hey stupid joke time! :D

What do you get when you put a playboy, a yandere, and a yankee in the same room?

Girly screaming!

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wut?

If you couldn't tell already, this joke didn't make as much sense as the situation that Sungjong was currently staring at right now with a twitch-y eye at the sight of what was basically a fortress of desks with Woohyun and Hoya hiding behind it and Myungsoo on the side of the desks with a bunch a box-cutting blades in it.

What the hell could barely describes what he was currently feeling at this moment.

"Ah, Sungjongie! How was your sleep-over with Jiae last night?" Myungsoo asks cheerily while holding an empty box cutter.

"Fine... so what were you guys doing at school this morning..." the question came out as a statement as he ignored the other students' questioning looks before quietly yet awkwardly walking around the area.

"We were just playing darts... except with box-cutting blades... and Woohyun and Hoya being the targets instead!" Myungsoo said with a happy voice.

"That's... good....?" Sungjong looks back to said boys and see them shaking their heads and mouthing 'HALP PLZ QAQ'. He thought for a moment, trying to figure out something to distract the yandere before realizing the obvious and couldn't help but inwardly slap himself.

He walks over to the yandere, tugging on his sleeve, and made sure to give his best shy act (the blushing coming naturally cuz man did he hate aegyo), "Uh- um, c-could we head to c-class before we're l-late...?" (they wouldn't actually be late, btw)

Sungjong looks up to see a blushing Myungsoo that was probably fanboying on the inside at the sight.

"O... okay..." he murmurs shyly, reminding Sungjong of his first impression of the boy (excluding the box cutter).

Before walking to class with Myungsoo, Sungjong turned around and mouthed 'you owe me big time' to Woohyun and Hoya, who both just look relieved in return.

As the two walked to class he couldn't help but ask, "So what's your actual personality?"

Myungsoo looks over to Sungjong, letting the question process in his mind, "What do you mean?"

"Like... you look all cool and chic at first, but then you're all shy whenever I talk to you and then the next thing I know you're obsessed with me... and extremely murderer-y with anyone who tries to hurt or be affectionate with me," Sungjong held a finger up for each personality to make sure he got all of them.

"Well of course I'm shy around my crush," Myungsoo murmurs while blushing a light pink, "I don't think you realize what you can do to other people's hearts..."

I don't think you realize what you LITERALLY do to other people's hearts!... so Sungjong wanted to retort back but bit back on it before the other went murder crazy over talking about people who he hangs out with.

"Plus I can be a bit on the possessive side..." and man did Sungjong really want to retort at that comment.

"So when exactly did you have a crush on me?" he didn't really fight back on his curiosity though.

"It was love at first sight when I saw you in class on the first day of school," Myungsoo sighed dreamily (and the only curious thought that Sungjong fought back was whether Myungsoo desperately needed a psychologist or a psychiatrist... or both).

"And when you became an obsessive stalker of mine?"

"On the second day of school," he blinked innocently.

He didn't even deny that he became an obsessive stalker and holy crap this guy gets on the crazy yandere boat quickly! Sungjong was internally face-palming as to why he was questioning this guy in the first place if his answers are that simple and straightforward.

"Do you really need to be an obsessive stalker of mine?"

"Well if I want to win you heart yes."

"That's not literal right?"

"Of course not! I don't want to see poor Sungjongie suffering!"

Sungjong replies with a sigh, "Okay, it's obvious that you don't want me to be hurt... but what about Woohyun?"

"Oh I try to forget that he exists in the first place, especially as your boyfriend... because it makes me remember that I need to plan a way to make sure he's never able to touch your ever again... or speak... or look... and I also need to make sure to find the perfect place to hide a body without anyone ever findi-"

"O-KAY, I get it, no need to elaborate on that rivalry of your's," Sungjong puts his hands up in defeat.

"It's friendly competition!" Myungsoo protested.

"Right... 'friendly'," he puts air quotation, "And what about Hoya?"

"I try to forget about him too, but knowing that he use to live with you really puts some fuel into my urges to-"

"STOP before you end up going on a ramapge of how you're gonna murder all of my admirers."

"But I've already gotten rid of a majority of your admirers."

That took a while to process in his head before he turned to stare at the other with a questioning gaze.

"Through blackmail. No blood was involved, sadly enough," he waved it off nonchalantly. Myungsoo then seemed to have realized something before thinking out loud, "But why hasn't Woohyun backed off after seeing me burn pictures of him? I would've expected him to be a bit more intelligent."

"No that only made him all the more paranoid about my safety... which paid off."

"Hey- why are you hanging out with your obsessive stalker." Jiae had the same blank out where her question came out as a statement.

"I was saving an idiot playboy and yankee who owe me big time," Sungjong muttered under his breath as he remembered the two.

"We were just playing a game. The only possible dangers of the game would be one of them losing an eye or two," Myungsoo pouted childishly which was extremely unfitting for many reasons.

Sungjong and Jiae just blankly stare at the boy as the school bell signaled for classes to begin before Jiae made the comment of, "Yeah... they owe you big time."