Rating: G

Word Count: 196

Summary:

It's just a pencil.

It's just a pencil Tae Hyung thinks as he stares into the front pocket of his backpack. There's nothing special about it, not really. It's the kind you get at the school supply store in packs for cheap. He knows because he's bought them lots of times since he loses his pencils everyday before, during, and after school. He hasn't really counted but he's probably spent a lot of his money buying these kinds of pencils. So why is this one so special?

"Do you still have it? Or you know any pencil? Pen? I don't really care I just need to write notes for my next class and I think I loaned you my last extra."

"Sorry hyung. I think I lost it. Maybe ask Ho Seok hyung? Or I know Yoon Gi hyung has tons of them."

"Aish, I'll have to buy another pack after school. You really need to take better care of things Tae Hyung." 

"I know. I'm really sorry hyung."

"Yeah, yeah I know."

Tae Hyung zips up his backpack and slings it over his shoulder. He remembers now. It's Seok Jin's pencil and that's why he's never lost it.