Junhui is bold.
Minghao is italics.

[Still July 25, Monday - 6 Days till The Basketball Game] 

(12:34PM) I’m on break now.

(12:34PM) Am I finally allowed to text you?

(12:36PM) Yes. Good student. 

(12:36PM) All for you.

(12:36PM) Your priorities worry me.

(12:37PM) I’m naturally smart. I’m the type that doesn’t need to listen to pass.

(12:38PM) Sure.

(12:38PM) You sound like you doubt me.

(12:38PM) I definitely do.

(12:39PM) When will I ever get into your good graces, Minghao?

(12:39PM) Who knows.

(12:41PM) Maybe when you finally see me and fall for my drop dead gorgeous looks.

(12:41PM) Try again.

(12:42PM) Maybe when you finally meet me and love my charming smile?

(12:43PM) Three strikes and you’re out.

(12:43PM) I think the fact that I’m in Carat Science University is a testament to itself.

(12:44PM) Acceptable, but not as good as being in Pledis would have been as a defense.

(12:45PM) No comment.

(12:45PM) Let’s stop fighting, Minghao.

(12:45PM) We all know the true winner in the end.

(12:46PM) Pledis.

(12:46PM) Hush, Haohao.

(12:47PM) What?

(12:48PM) What?

(12:48PM) Haohao???

(12:48PM) Yeah! Cute, isn’t it? I thought about it just now.

(12:48PM) Not cute at all. 

(12:49PM) Never call me that again.

(12:49PM) It’s cute and suits you perfectly!

(12:49PM) What do you mean by that???

(12:50PM) You’re cute.

(12:50PM) Haohao is a cute nickname.

(12:50PM) It fits!

(12:51PM) I refuse the nickname.

(12:51PM) Along with having “cute” upon me.

(12:52PM) No fun, Haohao.

(12:53PM) Every single time, you just manage to come up with something that makes me want to block you forever…

(12:53PM) Alright, I’ll stop (for now).

(12:53PM) But hey, this isn’t fair. Your dance name is The8.

(12:54PM) The. Eight.

(12:54PM) Like I said, there’s a perfectly reasonable explanation for that.

(12:55PM) I’m sure it’s as beautiful and artistic as your soul, Minghao, but that makes it less fun to laugh about if I know about it, so I’m still passing up that explanation.

(12:55PM) Fair enough. 

(12:57PM) So, when’s your next class? I have a long break ahead of me and I’m figuring out how I want to spend it. 

(12:57PM) In an hour, actually. I was going to tell you incase you panic about my disappearance again.

(12:58PM) Hey, I had valid reason to worry before. 

(12:58PM) Yeah, yeah.

(12:59PM) What do you suggest I do? I was thinking heading back to the dorm to take a nap, but I might not wake up on time. I’m with Gyu and Wonwoo, but I don’t trust them to wake me up, either.

(1:01PM) How about… studying…?

(1:01PM) Good one, Minghao!

(1:01PM) You gotta study eventually. What’s your major, anyway?

(1:02PM) I major in Computer Engineering with a minor in Business to please the family even more.

(1:03PM) …

(1:03PM) Amazing, right?

(1:03PM) I’m more amazed you weren’t lying about being smart.

(1:04PM) I haven’t lied about anything I’ve told you about myself.

(1:04PM) That includes the visuals.

(1:04PM) Right.

(1:06PM) Although with a major that hard, doesn’t that mean you should be drowning in school work and crying about a missed social life?

(1:06PM) I manage. Balance is key. Life is meant to be enjoyed.

(1:07PM) Wow. Beauty and brains.

(1:07PM) Aha! So you believe me when I talk about my drop-dead gorgeous looks now?

(1:10PM) …maybe.

(1:10PM) Finally. And all I had to do was talk about how smart I am. Got a thing for nerds, Minghao?

(1:11PM) Are you calling yourself a nerd?



(1:11PM) Are you saying you have a thing for me?

(1:13PM) Alright, the point goes to you.

(1:14PM) So by admitting defeat, does that mean I’m right?

(1:14PM) No comment.

(1:14PM) So I am?

(1:14PM) No comment.

(1:15PM) I accept my silent victory. Probably the closest I’ll get. 

“Junhui, quit smiling at your phone, it’s creepy,” Wonwoo said, staring at his friend with a judging look that was blissfully ignored. Junhui very much continued smiling at his phone; he couldn’t help it, not with Minghao barely denying his statement. Although he meant everything teasingly—and he’s pretty sure their way of banter wasn’t to be taken seriously, too—there was still an element of overall giddiness he felt when Minghao would take him by surprise.

Mingyu snorted, “he can’t hear you, he’s too focused texting the guy he just met.”

“They haven’t even met, remember.”

“That sounds even worse, doesn’t it?”