“Last but not the least, Kim Mingyu and Jeon Wonwoo.” The professor closed his attendance book with an uninterested gaze.

Wonwoo hardly knew anything about Mingyu, except the fact that he is his best friend’s boyfriend’s best friend. When he left the classroom with Soonyoung, he felt a hand on his wrist, turning him around.

Wonwoo felt lips on his and the mysterious boy pulled away, following his friends.

“Isn’t that Mingyu?”

Wonwoo swore his cheeks were red and the sound of his heart, beating, is deafening.

(Soonyoung is not helping at all.)