Players

• Seventeen •

Wooseok went back to his old seat, arms crossed the whole time. It's been a few days since him and yuto stopped talking, and everyone seemed to figure it out. He was just thankful they finished the project already. He didn't think he could handle sitting in the same room as him. He could barely do it in class.

Hyunggu noticed it, and felt partly guilty for it. He knew the two would never be able to get along, but he hoped they would. Wooseok had a few girls waiting for him, so it wasn't that hard to forget about the whole thing. When the bell rang, he quickly got up. A small brunette was waiting for him outside, blushing when he walked up to her.

He put his arm around her, leading them to his car. They were in the middle of talking about something, when his phone rang. He pulled it out, looking at it. Hyojong was calling, making him roll his eyes. He answered it, pulling away from the girl. "What?"

"Damn, not a hello?" Wooseok rolled his eyes again, looking down.

"What do you want?" Hyojong sighed.

"Well, i don't know if you forgot, but we have a game tonight." he closed his eyes, cursing at himself. He had completely forgotten about that.

"Shit, what time?" Hyojong hummed.

"An hour." he mentally smacked himself, wondering how that managed to slip his mind. He told him he'd be there in a minute, hanging up. He turned to the girl, smiling sweetly. He walked up to her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"So...turns out i have a game right now, so tonight won't work." she frowned, putting her arms on his chest. She thought for a moment, before looking up at him with a smile.

"Why don't i go to your game," she leaned up, placing her mouth right next to his ear. "And then we could have fun later?" he smirked, pulling her away.

"Wow, you'd really do that?" she nodded, a shy smile on her lips. He smirked wider, nodding his head. "Okay, i'll see you at the game then." he leaned down, pressing a kiss to her lips. She pulled away, waving at him. He only winked, running into the school.

As he was running towards the locker room, he shook his head trying to think about a good enough excuse to give his coach. He looked glanced up, locking eyes with Yuto. He was talking on the phone, brows furrowed with worry. Wooseok looked him up and down, before rolling his eyes and walking away.

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He was talking to Yanan, the conversation filled with random things. He was leaned back in his chair, winking at a girl from across the room. The door opened, making everyone turn. Yuto walked in, looking like he hadn't slept in weeks. He hadn't been there since that day they passed each other in the parking lot, but it didn't concern Wooseok.

He sat down, staring at his desk with a blank expression. As much as he tried to look away, he couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with him. Hyunggu leaned over, worry lacing his furrowed brows. He said something, snapping Yuto out of his daze.

He nodded his head, turning back in his chair. The nine of them looked at him, knowing something was up. Yanan glanced to Wooseok, wondering if he'd do anything. The class went by like the past few days, except Yuto wasn't focused. His eyes looked distant, staring at the desk the whole day. If they weren't in the situation they were in now, he'd be worried about him.

When the bell rang, Wooseok walked out of class. He was supposed to meet with his parents, wanting to have another family dinner. He was making his way to his car, when he heard someone clear their throat from behind him. He turned, raising his brow.