“Yoseob … I really … like you.”
When Junhyung heard these words, he clenched his hands so hard that his fingernails pierced into his palms.
His heart pounded like mad and his breath got uneven.
He took a deep breath and peeked round the corner.

Yoseob was standing in front of Kikwang wide-eyed. He ran his fingers through his hair and dropped his gaze.

“Kikwang … I …”, he stuttered.
He broke off when he suddenly felt two strong arms being wrapped around his waist and found himself in a tight embrace.

“K-Kikwang …”

In that moment, Junhyung who had seen everything couldn't take it any longer.
He was torn between punching Kikwang in the face and just running away.

He bit down on his bottom lip and shut his eyes, trying to calm down.

Teeth-gnashingly, he finally turned around and ran back the way through the hallway and outside the building.


Yoseob caught himself looking around panicky if anyone was looking at them. Or rather if a certain person named Junhyung could see them.
But there was no one near anymore.
He was standing there motionless, not knowing what to do. He wasn't even sure about his feelings anymore.

His heartbeat quickened even more, when Kikwang faced Yoseob and came closer until their lips almost touched each other.

Yoseob froze in place once again.
Immediately, that one moment on the previous evening when Junhyung had almost kissed him flashed through his mind.
Suddenly, he wished the person in front of him was Junhyung and one second later he could have slapped himself in the face for thinking something like that.
His thoughts got interrupted immediately when he suddenly felt Kikwang's lips on his and his heart skipped a beat.

Without thinking, he jostled Kikwang away and looked at him shocked.
He raised