Trust

All-Purpose Cleaner

A/N: Hey everyone (: I'll probably start updating twice a week since I've still got a lot of chapters on my laptop that are already finished :P    Thank you for reading, voting and commenting <3 Any form of feedback is welcome!

San absentmindedly hums Donizetti's Una furtiva lagrima as he makes his way into the courtyard, nine whole minutes earlier than usual. Though maybe that's because the singing lesson he's had until now has been far from ordinary in the first place. Sure, he'd had to sing – and unfortunately, it had been that aria from Donizetti with its exhausting breathing techniques and weird vibrato. But after fifty minutes of praises and criticism, his teacher had told him to pack up his notes so she could talk to him about his preliminary ranking in singing.

San has been ranked sixth in singing. Sixth. Which is awesome because he's never been ranked above ninth in his past two semesters. At the same time though, it couldn't be more frustrating, because his teacher had told him that he's technically got the potential to make it into the top five, thanks to his huge improvement over the semester holidays. And San knows he could've gotten there – if it hadn't been for how often he'd hung out in his and Wooyoung's kitchen in the last few weeks, just to spend some time with Wooyoung.

Maybe he should start focusing more on uni and less on Wooyoung.

Though San has to admit – he just likes Wooyoung a lot. A lot more than he thought was possible just two or so weeks ago, when he'd told his friends about his new flatmate being kind of a fuckboy. Thinking back to that, San squirms uncomfortably. Wooyoung for sure hadn't heard him say this... but still. San feels bad for ever calling him a fuckboy. Even though the word might just be pretty accurate to describe Wooyoung's hookups.

But Wooyoung is so much more.

Slowly and a bit lost in thought, San makes his way to the cement cubes on the little grass patch in the uni's courtyard. His stomach is already grumbling, and he hopes that Jongho will hurry his ass up to get out of his vocal training lesson so they can walk to the cafeteria for lunch together.

Hopefully also both their and Wooyoung's friends will sit together again, like they did yesterday – although San doesn't particularly look forward to seeing Yeosang now. Not after their argument, where Yeosang called him blindly biased, just because he'd taken Wooyoung's side.

San snorts. Of course he likes Wooyoung more than he likes Jimin – that doesn't make him blind though. He is still perfectly capable of thinking reasonably instead of being guided by his emotions – while Yeosang is obviously the one who hasn't been able to think clearly.

Would it be too childish to ignore Yeosang during lunch break? San kinda wants to sit as far away from Yeosang as possible. And as close to Wooyoung and Jongho as possible.

He also wants to talk next to Mingi and Yunho though. Oh, and he wanted to get to know Seonghwa and Hongjoong too. They both seemed pretty cool yesterday.