SNEAK PEEK 

Jihoon knew he should have just stay put in the library (despite the fact that it was louder than the fish markets he went to during his stay in Japan), but instead, he decided to listen his stupid conscience — the same one who thought going to Japan was a great idea — and opened the door to the third music room at the top floor south of the campus.

“Hello there,” a boy, who was sitting on a brown sofa, said in a modulated voice. “We are sorry but we are—”

“Joshua! Don’t be rude!!” a raven haired boy interjected.

There were five boys in the room, and all of their attention was focused on Jihoon. Jihoon backed away as he was beginning to feel uncomfortable with all the attention. He was about to close the door when he heard the raven haired boy spoke again.

“Don’t go! I know we are irresistible and charming and handsome—”

“Oh boy,” the blonde boy who was sitting on his left murmured, rolling his small eyes. Something told Jihoon that it was normal for the raven haired boy to speak so proudly of themselves.

“— so I, as the king of this club, will allow you to have the best 5 minutes of your life with all of us!”

By that time, the so-called-king of the club had stood up from his seat (which, Jihoon noticed, was the biggest and the most comfortable looking sofa he had ever seen in his whole life) and moved swiftly to Jihoon as he took Jihoon’s hand and held it as if it was the most precious thing he ever hold.

Jihoon was confused with his sudden act that he pulled his hand back in horror. “What the hell?”

The boy bent down to Jihoon’s height, and that was the moment Jihoon realized that his huge eyes were sparkling and for a second, Jihoon was mesmerized by those huge black orbs. The boy gave Jihoon a heart-stopping smile and whispered in a low voice that brought shiver down Jihoon’s spine,

“It’s okay, we accept gay students too.”