ideal (idol) life [skz, svt, nct, bts, & more X male]

Halloween Special Pt.2!

This chapter has no significance
to the story line other than the Newspaper Interview, the hair colors, and the literature homework.
ONLY THOSE THREE I MENTIONED WILL BE PRESENT IN THE STORY!

HEYLLOOO
I'm here ^^
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——Reader's POV——

Jun hopped out of the shower and wrapped his lower body in his white towel.

Jun minimally walked to the sink and grabbed the hair brush from the drawer. He brushed his hair while looking at himself in the mirror to make sure he could fix the monstrosity he called his wet hair.

But of course, brushing his hair didn't make it much neater.

He walked out of the bathroom and into his, Yiwoo's, and Yoongho's shared bedroom.

Sitting in the floor was the said two, while a frustrated Hanhwi sat next to them, and one bored Sakhyun laying on Yiwoo's bed.

"How the fuck do you do this shit?" Hanhwi took off his reading glasses and rubbed his temples.

"What subject is it?" Jun asked as he walked to his bed, that had his costume neatly laid out.

"Literature." Yoongho huffed out.

"Oh! Let me see." Jun walked away from his bed, hair still dripping wet, and over to the trio on the floor.

Hanhwi handed the paper to Jun and let him look through it.

"Oh! I see what's wrong." Jun said as he flipped the paper the other way around.

"You dimwits had it upside down." Jun handed it back to Hanhwi and walked back towards his bed.

"Oh.." Hanhwi said and took another look at the paper.

"I still don't know what this is!" Hanhwi said.

"You're supposed to write your own piece of literature. Let it be Poetry or Prose." Jun said as he slid on his shirt.

"Did you already write yours?" Sakhyun asked.

Jun nodded.

"What did you write about?" Sakhyun asked.

"Love." Jun answered and put his arms through the sleeves of his vest.

He was putting on as Modern King costume that was more defined to the one he was wearing at school prior.

Jun buttoned up his vest halfway and made his way out of the door and to the bathroom, so he would have to change his pants in front of five of his friends.

Jun changed out of the towel and into leather black pants.

He used the towel and dried off his, now even messier, hair.

He let the strands of his hair fall into his eyes before he leaned closer to the mirror and moved his hair out of his face.

He sighed, "Sometimes I wonder why I keep my face hidden still."

He dropped his hair and walked out of the bathroom and back into his room.