When Chan's school, Yellow Wood High, gets shut down due to financial problems and low staff, students where transferred to different High Schools in the same city. Chan ended up having to go to Levanter High. Unfortunately for Chan, he was on now t...
Minho plopped down on his bed and let out a big sigh. Last week he had finished his time in detention along with the other and now it was the end of the week. He had planned nothing for the rest of the day besides sleep. He was glad that it was over because, ever since Chan had taken the juice box, he did not stop. Every day he managed to take one, and Minho didn't even know how. What exactly was he supposed to do? Tattle on him cause he was stealing some juice boxes. Of course not, they would laugh at him. Not only was Chan stealing from Minho, but he wouldn't stop messing with his hair. Minho considered going bald, just so Chan would have nothing to mess up.
Tomorrow he was planning on attending Hyunjin's soccer game. Well, he didn't really have a choice, since he was threatened with a sick, Hyunjin's signature weapon. Minho got up from his bed and looked through his closet for comfy clothes to wear then sleep. He pulled out a plain tshirt and some shorts, changing into them and going to bed.
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Chan looked down at his phone and hesitated to text the number that was on the screen. Jeongin managed to get a hold of Minho's number, so that he could give his to Chan. Felix had told Chan many times to leave Minho alone, cause he could tell Minho found him annoying. Being Chan he ignored it and still got the number. Deciding he had nothing to do he messaged the boy, a simple 'hey.' Chan rolled on the carpet, waiting for a reply, but nothing came in. He realized he just sent it and should give some time to respond.
Hours finally went by, with Chan having enough time to clean his room, shower, eat, and now in bed watching Netflix on his laptop.
Ding!
Chan groaned and slowly raised his phone to check the notification. He almost threw he laptop when he saw who had texted him.
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Juice Boy
Me: Hey
Juice Boy: Who is this
Me: guess 🎶
Juice Boy: how about no
Juice Boy: you can tell me or I will block you
Me: you're no fun!
Juice Boy: okay bye!
Me: FINE I'LL TELL YOU
Juice Boy: so...
Me: Your biggest enemy of course!
Juice Boy: eh?
Juice Boy: I think you have the wrong number
Me: mmh...I don't think so
Me: I'm pretty sure I have the right number
Juice Boy: um no
Me: I do tho!
Juice Boy: prove it!
Me:
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