For the whole day, Jongin found himself nervous and wary of the boy a few seats away from him. He's still shocked by his new environment and his meeting with his ex after 3 years. At the same time, his fear on his first day actually happened: he found himself in the middle of people swarming around him, asking many questions that overwhelmed him to the point he lost focus on what's going on. But out of all his flocking classmates, he noticed that the class representative isn't around them. He gave himself a look of disbelief----Of course he wouldn't! He already knew so much about me, he isn't curious anymore.

Hearing himself out, his heart suddenly dropped the moment he remembered the time they broke up. It was blurry, and full of tears, and he himself couldn't believe they both managed to break up without having a concise closure. He wants to ask...but it will just feel like opening a big wound.

'Jongin-ssi.' He blinked in surprise before looking up to see a pair of thick, familiar lips. Jongin-sshi? What are we, at work? He thought as he sat up straight, only to get surprised that the class is already over. 'Ah...Soo-ya...'

Jongin's eyes widened the moment he replied in a cold tone: 'Don't call me that.'

'I...I see...' He trailed his words off, averting his stare before asking hesitiantly, 'So, what are you doing...Kyungsoo?'

'Come with me.'

'Eh?'

'I'm the class rep. Wasn't I assigned to show you around?'

'Ah, right.' He gave him an awkward smile before following him. They started on the classrooms, and he wanted to laugh: his liveless tone whenever he doesn't want to do something hasn't changed, nor his pouting face has, but he can't. It will only make the situation worse. He stayed silent for the whole time, with him being cautious of their distance and at the same time his familarity with him. But despite of those, he is still curious about him. 'Kyungsoo, may I ask you a question?'

'If it's related to what we're doing, then yes, I guess.'

He bit his lip before asking. He bit it hard. 'Why...did you do that before?'

'What?' Kyungsoo turned, raising an eyebrow at him. 'I did nothing to you since you went inside here, though?'

'Why did you run away from me from that time?'

Jongin saw the same eyebrow twitch before he turned his back again. 'I told you to ask only questions related to this.'

'Can't I even get a proper answer? I've been trying to find out why, for three years!'

'Until now, huh?' The class representative mumbled under his breath.

'I just wanted to know, Kyungsoo...why?'

'I told you before, right?' He turned back again, but this time he went closer. The passionate heart that Jongin has suddenly broke into pieces the moment Kyungsoo spoke: 'I don't love you anymore.'

That...that's absurd.

They both did not say a word until they reached the staircase. Kyungsoo turned to him with a serious look on his face. 'What you said earlier---don't bring that back ever again. We are classmates now: nothing more, nothing less.'

As soon as he turned his back at him, Jongin could only watch in pain. He then went to watch him from the window, only to be surprised by classmates whom he doesn't know. 'Hey, Jongin. How was the tour with class rep?'

'It's fine...he's very serious.'

'Ah, expected!' replied another as they all flocked around before he exclaimed, making Jongin confused. 'They're back at it again!'

'Eh?' He asked. 'Who?'

'Class rep. He's been going home with some boy everyday from class C.' That made him search for him immediately, only to make his heart break again as he saw him come towards a tall figure. With his heart throbbing, he asked, 'Are they...dating?'

'He keeps denying it, but at this point, we won't be surprised if he says so---they're always together during breaks. Hey, looking at them bumping each other like bumper cars! Trying not get caught, eh?'

'What's the other guy's name?' He asked, unaware that he'll not get his heart smashed, but also be betrayed.

'Him? He's Zhang Sehun.'

—

'My copy for Outlast 2 is coming but I don't think....'

Sehun immediately stopped talking the moment he saw his friend looking not to good when they were walking home with the bike. He waved his hand around his face as he tried to get his attention, but it was no use; he's completely out of this world.

And you know what? Sehun thought of another plan.

He slammed his shoulder against his.

Would that let him get his attention? Yes. Would that hurt? If it's too strong, yes, maybe. But would that not made him angry? No...

Because Kyungsoo's really mad.

He immediately froze the moment he felt his flaming eyes darted at him, making him scared. 'Hey, you were zoning out.. so I thought...'

'Shut the up!' Kyungsoo yelled, mad. Just imagine a mad wife and her coward husband trying to comfort her---that's the scene. But this little isn't the typical coward husband: he also knows when to fight too. 'Hey, I've been trying to get your attention so I did that, you ing !'

'Then why did you do that?'

'You looked so down.'

'....'

He gave him a worried look. 'Hey, what's wrong, Soo-ya?'

'...he's back.'

Sehun blinked in confusion. 'Who's back? I don't remember someone coming back...'

He immediately widened his eyes in realisation.

'He's ing back?!'

------

The incoherent yet cute mublings of Xie Xie filled the living room as she played while the two sat on the couch, watching her. Yixing, on the other hand, went back to work the moment Sehun finally arrived home.

'So...' The little started after thinking hard on what to say about the whole drama. 'What happened afterwards?'

'Well, I was assigned by Mr. Son since I'm the class rep,' Kyungsoo sighed before giving the toy to the little girl whose hands are moving in a clumsy manner. 'I had no choice.'

'This sounds like a romance story...So what did you both do?'

'I showed him around.'

Sehun doesn't want to dive deep since it's his friends' personal issue, but he doesn't want to beat around the bush. It's irritating him. He paused for a moment before he moved closer and asked, 'Is that really all?'

'No...he...' The class rep moved his gaze away. 'He asked...about before.'

'And? What did you reply?'

'Why do you sound like a therapist?'

'Because I am, after all the sh---' Kyungsoo immediately covered his mouth. 'Xie Yan's here.'

'But anyways, yeah, what did you reply, you d---'

Kyungsoo did not cover his mouth this time. He punched his face.

Little Xie Yan, better known as Xie Xie, turned her head towards her brother and his friend, who looked like they've been caught in the act doing something. She stared at them for a moment before mumbling something before turning back to her play.

'Will you answer now?' asked Sehun, annoyed as he touched his face. 'I also don't know why you broke up with him.'

'It's not him, it's me.'

'Iz not, is a me!' Kyungsoo rolled his eyes at his friend. 'Are you having a main character syndrome again? Stop beating around the bush, you fool!'

'But it's really me, though...I broke up with him because I thought he won't be see any worth with me anymore.'

'Kyungsoo, what happened?'

He gave Sehun a blank look at his face, as he went nearer to his ear, whispering something

For the whole day, Jongin found himself nervous and wary of the boy a few seats away from him. He's still shocked by his new environment and his meeting with his ex after 3 years. At the same time, his fear on his first day actually happened: he found himself in the middle of people swarming around him, asking many questions that overwhelmed him to the point he lost focus on what's going on. But out of all his flocking classmates, he noticed that the class representative isn't around them. He gave himself a look of disbelief----Of course he wouldn't! He already knew so much about me, he isn't curious anymore.

Hearing himself out, his heart suddenly dropped the moment he remembered the time they broke up. It was blurry, and full of tears, and he himself couldn't believe they both managed to break up without having a concise closure. He wants to ask...but it will just feel like opening a big wound.

'Jongin-ssi.' He blinked in surprise before looking up to see a pair of thick, familiar lips. Jongin-sshi? What are we, at work? He thought as he sat up straight, only to get surprised that the class is already over. 'Ah...Soo-ya...'

Jongin's eyes widened the moment he replied in a cold tone: 'Don't call me that.'

'I...I see...' He trailed his words off, averting his stare before asking hesitiantly, 'So, what are you doing...Kyungsoo?'

'Come with me.'

'Eh?'

'I'm the class rep. Wasn't I assigned to show you around?'

'Ah, right.' He gave him an awkward smile before following him. They started on the classrooms, and he wanted to laugh: his liveless tone whenever he doesn't want to do something hasn't changed, nor his pouting face has, but he can't. It will only make the situation worse. He stayed silent for the whole time, with him being cautious of their distance and at the same time his familarity with him. But despite of those, he is still curious about him. 'Kyungsoo, may I ask you a question?'

'If it's related to what we're doing, then yes, I guess.'

He bit his lip before asking. He bit it hard. 'Why...did you do that before?'

'What?' Kyungsoo turned, raising an eyebrow at him. 'I did nothing to you since you went inside here, though?'

'Why did you run away from me from that time?'

Jongin saw the same eyebrow twitch before he turned his back again. 'I told you to ask only questions related to this.'

'Can't I even get a proper answer? I've been trying to find out why, for three years!'

'Until now, huh?' The class representative mumbled under his breath.

'I just wanted to know, Kyungsoo...why?'

'I told you before, right?' He turned back again, but this time he went closer. The passionate heart that Jongin has suddenly broke into pieces the moment Kyungsoo spoke: 'I don't love you anymore.'

That...that's absurd.

They both did not say a word until they reached the staircase. Kyungsoo turned to him with a serious look on his face. 'What you said earlier---don't bring that back ever again. We are classmates now: nothing more, nothing less.'

As soon as he turned his back at him, Jongin could only watch in pain. He then went to watch him from the window, only to be surprised by classmates whom he doesn't know. 'Hey, Jongin. How was the tour with class rep?'

'It's fine...he's very serious.'

'Ah, expected!' replied another as they all flocked around before he exclaimed, making Jongin confused. 'They're back at it again!'

'Eh?' He asked. 'Who?'

'Class rep. He's been going home with some boy everyday from class C.' That made him search for him immediately, only to make his heart break again as he saw him come towards a tall figure. With his heart throbbing, he asked, 'Are they...dating?'

'He keeps denying it, but at this point, we won't be surprised if he says so---they're always together during breaks. Hey, looking at them bumping each other like bumper cars! Trying not get caught, eh?'

'What's the other guy's name?' He asked, unaware that he'll not get his heart smashed, but also be betrayed.

'Him? He's Zhang Sehun.'

-------

'My copy for Outlast 2 is coming but I don't think....'

Sehun immediately stopped talking the moment he saw his friend looking not to good when they were walking home with the bike. He waved his hand around his face as he tried to get his attention, but it was no use; he's completely out of this world.

And you know what? Sehun thought of another plan.

He slammed his shoulder against his.

Would that let him get his attention? Yes. Would that hurt? If it's too strong, yes, maybe. But would that not made him angry? No...

Because Kyungsoo's really mad.

He immediately froze the moment he felt his flaming eyes darted at him, making him scared. 'Hey, you were zoning out.. so I thought...'

'Shut the up!' Kyungsoo yelled, mad. Just imagine a mad wife and her coward husband trying to comfort her---that's the scene. But this little isn't the typical coward husband: he also knows when to fight too. 'Hey, I've been trying to get your attention so I did that, you ing !'

'Then why did you do that?'

'You looked so down.'

'....'

He gave him a worried look. 'Hey, what's wrong, Soo-ya?'

'...he's back.'

Sehun blinked in confusion. 'Who's back? I don't remember someone coming back...'

He immediately widened his eyes in realisation.

'He's ing back?!'

------

The incoherent yet cute mublings of Xie Xie filled the living room as she played while the two sat on the couch, watching her. Yixing, on the other hand, went back to work the moment Sehun finally arrived home.

'So...' The little started after thinking hard on what to say about the whole drama. 'What happened afterwards?'

'Well, I was assigned by Mr. Son since I'm the class rep,' Kyungsoo sighed before giving the toy to the little girl whose hands are moving in a clumsy manner. 'I had no choice.'

'This sounds like a romance story...So what did you both do?'

'I showed him around.'

Sehun doesn't want to dive deep since it's his friends' personal issue, but he doesn't want to beat around the bush. It's irritating him. He paused for a moment before he moved closer and asked, 'Is that really all?'

'No...he...' The class rep moved his gaze away. 'He asked...about before.'

'And? What did you reply?'

'Why do you sound like a therapist?'

'Because I am, after all the sh---' Kyungsoo immediately covered his mouth. 'Xie Yan's here.'

'But anyways, yeah, what did you reply, you d---'

Kyungsoo did not cover his mouth this time. He punched his face.

Little Xie Yan, better known as Xie Xie, turned her head towards her brother and his friend, who looked like they've been caught in the act doing something. She stared at them for a moment before mumbling something before turning back to her play.

'Will you answer now?' asked Sehun, annoyed as he touched his face. 'I also don't know why you broke up with him.'

'It's not him, it's me.'

'Iz not, is a me!' Kyungsoo rolled his eyes at his friend. 'Are you having a main character syndrome again? Stop beating around the bush, you fool!'

'But it's really me, though...I broke up with him because I thought he won't see any worth with me anymore.'

'Kyungsoo, what happened?'

He gave Sehun a blank look at his face, as he went nearer to his ear, whispering something that turned the little pale.