3:45pm...

I sit there staring out of the cold glass window of my detention class. Dazzled by the pinky purple clouds as the autumn sun slowly and calmly sets and my cheeks are caressed softly by the autumn breeze that seeps in through the slight gaps from the, prison-bar-substitutes, double glazing windows. A slight shiver can be heard as the half trees dance in the chilling breeze shedding their leaves in due time getting ready for winter.

I sigh boredly as I move my head lazily back to my black pen and once plane, white sheet of paper and my eyes widen in sudden realisation of my unconscious lovey-dovey doodles of my own name and my lovers. A tingling sensation spreads across my cheeks probably or most likely coating my face with a slightly pink colour. I can hear my heart beating loud and clear within the little, grey, box room, echoing back into my sensative ears as my eyes skim through the doodles again and again... “Damn, these look line lines” I mutter.

The clearing of my cranky old teachers throat brings me back to my sences as i quickly try to cover up all evidence thatr caused the slight empowerment of embarassment . “Lee Taemin, your time is up. You may leave now.” Comes the aincient and rusty voice of my annoying art teacher. “A-are you ok Lee?” He asks curiously and surprisingly with a slight hint of worry as he raises an eyebrow at my pink face.

I pack my things quickly and nod furiously before ducking my head and leavin for the door hastily. Once I am out, I can hear his footsteps running quickly towards the door so I sprint down the corridors to keep my distance. “I HATE DETENTIONS! TOO MNY NOSEY A*S TEACHERS!” I smirk knowing he heard.

“Lee Taemin! NO MORE TEXTING IN CLASS!” He pants out of breath stoping half way down the corridor. “Disrespectful boy...” He huffs grumpily. “AND NO RUNNING IN THE CORRIDOR!”

“Nah na-na naa-nah!” I mock and walk backwards slowly teasing him n stick my tongue out at him for him to see.

“Why you!” He starts charging at me like an angered rino.

“Wah!” I laugh and run out of the building. “Hehe, you’re too slow old man.” I chuckle as i walk out of the school gates. I feel a buzz in my coat pocket. “Omo?” I blink and pull it out to see a message from Onew.

[You have 1 message. Onew: ...ur late.] And from that panick rose inside me. ‘Damn it... How am I gonna get out of this one?!’  I mentally scream at myself as I bite my nails in attemt to calm down. I text back.

{To Onew: I’m sorry... i’m on my way!} “He’s gonna kill me.” I laugh hopelessly...

Please forgive me for any spelling or grammatical errors. Hope you enjoy and subscribe to this fic and hopefully I'll get the next chapter up soon~ please do not plagurise this fic and ask for permission if u would like to use this plot and also give credit to me as the original author~ Thank you^^ PS this is my first Ontae fic so please go easy on me^^' my writing skills aren't that great so I'm really sorry *bows*