“I’m screwed up.”

“You always are, ByunBaek,” Luhan simply replies, checking the reflection of his face on his phone screen. A notification comes just as he is about to fix his fringe. “Oh, Sehun.”

Baekhyun rolls his eyes. “I know your boyfriend’s surname is Oh, duh. No need to suddenly mention it.”

“No, you dumb. I said oh as in OH, not Sehun’s surname. Got it?”

“Yes, smartass,” Baekhyun loudly remarks before collapsing on the seat next to Luhan. “Now that I’ve called you smart—”

“—smartass—”

“—whatever. Please help me out,” Baekhyun puts his head on the table, despair can be clearly seen on his face. “I have no one to me on prom tomorrow.”

“You are the definition of real dumb, Byun Baekhyun,” Luhan dramatically shakes his head and exhales. “And blind, I may add.”

“Go to hell, Luhan. You’re not helping.”

“For the sake of my wonderful relationship with Sehun, Baek, you have bunch of fangirls! Even fanboys! Why don’t you just choose one of them?”

Baekhyun exaggeratedly sighs. “Lulu, I don’t want to just randomly pick one of them. They just like me because I’m popular, rich, and handso—okay, beautiful. But as y as I am, I want someone who will truly love me for who I am, not what I am.”

“Nice speech you got there, B,” Luhan comments as he types on his phone, probably replying to Sehun’s text. “But still, you’re dumb. Have you ever noticed Park?”

“Why should I notice a place where people—”

“OH GOD, BAEKHYUN!” Luhan slams the desk hard… and winces at the pain after that. “I mean Park Chanyeol. Oh my God, how dumb can you be…”

“What about Park Chanyeol? Everyone calls him dumb and awkward when he’s out of his classroom,” Baekhyun shrugs even after he hears Luhan mutter “as if you’re not dumb yourself” under his breath. “I know his brain is the best one in this school, though.”

“Bless my soul after I explain thi