/ˈprōˌlôɡ/

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The group of boys surrounded the bench table in the middle of the campus’s park, all staring down at the bright red notice that was a strain on all their eyes. Taeyong shook his head as he felt the points of his ears heat up, meanwhile his co-worker (who he had no idea got into campus grounds) mumbled curse words in Japanese. Finally, after everyone got a good look and made sure there eyes weren’t deceiving them, his roommate Doyoung grabbed the paper from the table to shine it under the direct sunlight over the sky.

EVICTION NOTICE: 31 DAYS

Doyoung groaned and with the points of his fingertips, began shredding it like a auto machine until each strand of paper looked like confetti. Taeil bent down and began to pick up the strands of paper that fell over the tabletop, because he was no litter bug.

“This is a violation of our rights!” Doyoung snapped.

“Yeah!” Yuta yelled, although he had the strange habit of agreeing to anything that sounded seemingly intelligent with the attitude of watching an intense football game.

“They can’t do this!” Doyoung grabbed several strands of paper and tossed them in the air, “Especially if we never got a notice.”

Taeyong smirked and nodded, liking the sound of that. They can’t evacuate if they’ve never been told to. Meanwhile, Taeil sighed as he felt the mauled paper fall on his head as he continued to collect the trash again. He could hear the boy’s cheer with their genius idea of playing ignorant.

“But what if they’ve gotten to your boss