jinyoung knows daehwi. daehwi knows jinyoung. they've been classmates ever since they were 10. jinyoung knows of daehwi's condition. the only time he's ever interacted with the smaller, blond boy was probably when he was passing down a math worksheet.

this year, jinyoung was chosen to be the class president. the teacher allocates daehwi to be in charge of the class welfare, since it would supposedly "help with his problem".
in all honesty, daehwi just wants to go home.

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"daehwi, did you bring your permission slip?" jinyoung asks, tapping on the resting boy's table. daehwi is hunched over his desk, trying to catch an extra wink of sleep. he looks up at jinyoung, and shakes his head.

"why not?" the president asks, frowning a little. daehwi sits up properly, grabbing a pen and the worksheet on his desk, scribbling something down hurriedly and turning the paper over so jinyoung can read it.

forgot to pass it to my parents. sorry

"tomorrow, alright?" jinyoung says after nodding. the blond nods back in response and flashes a shy smile.

baejin: storytime yall i was aTTACKED WHILE COLLECTING PERMISSION SLIPS

woojin: lol who cares

baejin: you

guanlin: what took you so long to collect daehwi's?

baejin: he didn't bring it and he was explaining why

woojin: why doesn't he talk tho

baejin: idk

woojin: jihoon, you know why right?

jihoon: i do. i just don't think it's appropriate for me to tell you all sorry

baejin: its alright man we understand

guanlin: ^ but hyung why were you attacked

baejin: someone smiled at me i think I Died

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daehwi follows their form teacher out of the class.
"daehwi, could you please help me ask your classmates if anyone is interested in signing up for this volunteer program? here's the brochure. please give me the list of people who are interested." mr kang asks, handing some papers to the student. daehwi simply nods.
"how have you been doing so far? are you coping well with school?"

again, daehwi nods. mr kang is his favourite teacher - mr kang has a cute dog, mr kang doesn't force him to do anything he's uncomfortable with, mr kang makes history lessons less boring. daehwi also learnt that his real name is dongho.

"you know, daehwi," mr kang begins. "i hope i get to hear your voice at least once before you graduate." he ruffles daehwi's hair, and daehwi off