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ever since the fight they had in the dining hall, it couldn't get past woozi's mind. maybe wonwoo was right, he was being ridiculous.

the hangout with ji-ae wasnt too bad, either! they talked further more into their interests and gossips like he and wonwoo used to do. its been two days since, and he hasnt spoken to any of the two.

ji-ae was absent for two days, and it seemed that wonwoo just didnt want to talk to him judging by the way he switched seats with minghao.

woozi felt awful, and he wants to repair their friendship.

to do that, he obviously needs to talk to the older first. and with that intention in mind, he goes off during lunch time wandering around campus to look for wonwoo.

first destination, library.

wonwoo always spends his free time with mingyu in the library, even offering help to carry or put books in their respective shelves. he wasnt it even a librarian, too.

woozi opens the library door using his ID card and starts searching for wonwoo.

usually, the older would be somewhere around the corners of the room, hunched up on the floor with a book stuffed in his face.

so, woozi you runs off to the said corner and sees no one. that's odd, considering it's a tuesday. tuesdays are always wonwoo's favourite day to read since the library wasnt crowding up.

still, woozi was convinced his best friend was still in the library. woozi takes two random textbooks from the bookshelf to disguise as if he was here to borrow books and study.

with a pinch of hope, he shows up to the front desk of the library to ask the professor in charge a question.

"good evening, miss hiyyih!" woozi greeted cheerfully being the cheerful person he was (probably).

ms. hiyyih's face grew brighter, happy to see one of her favourite students. "good evening, woozi! can i help you out with anything?" she offers, and leans forward signing that she was happy to have this conversation.

woozi smiles, "yes, i just wanna know if you have seen wonwoo coming in here today? can i also want to borrow these books for a while? i've got a test coming up." he reasons, parting his bangs to the side for his eyesight.

the other hums, "of course, you can, woozi!" she exclaims and scans the book before typing information on her computer. "also, wonwoo hasnt came in today. he did yesterday, though." she informs hoping that the given information would help the younger.

woozi sighs, feeling defeated.

"alright. thanks for telling me anyways, miss." woozi replied while trying to give her a small smile.

he leaves the library with no plans of where to search for next. maybe the toilet? and just like that, he was running off to the male's toilet.

'out of all places, why the toilet?' you may ask

well, here's the story.

back when woozi first entered college, he didnt have any friends at the moment. since wonwoo and him were attending different colleges, he didnt have the spark of hope that wonwoo would be there, too.

woozi went to the male's toilet to wash his face and gain the confidence of approaching others and make new friends for orientation week.

then, one student had exited the on of the closed cubicle. it was just minghao, the first time he met that boy was in the toilet.

the said boy goes to the sink beside him. "hey, first day here?" the boy says as if he had been here for years. woozi felt nervous, but still answered anyway since the boy looked older than him.

"yeah. you?" he asks back, suddenly feeling curious. the other scoffs, "i wouldnt say its my first. i got held back a year ago, and now i have to retake freshman year. it sucks to be honest. the name's xu minghao in chinese, and seo myungho in korean. what about you?"

woozi widens his eyes, never seeing a student fail so bad they had to retake an entire year. "im- im lee jihoon, but i prefer to be called woozi. ive been called that my entire life and i dont know if i would feel easygoing of someone calls me jihoon." he replies.

minghao shakes off the remaining water drops on his hand and offers woozi a handshake. "nice to meet you, and i admit you're younger?"

woozi accepts the handshake, "its cool to meet you too. and, im a '01 liner." he informs. minghao fake-laughs, "ill be seeing you around then, hyung." the younger says before leaving the toilet.

right at that moment, someone else exits the last closed cubicle. hell yeah, it was jeon fucking wonwoo!

"am i dreaming? are you the woozi i know?!" wonwoo exclaims and cups woozi's cheeks. the younger hisses at the action, "of course i am, do you know any other woozi, won?" he replies casually.

wonwoo sighs and chuckles after, "yeah, you are. no other people acts like this after they reunite with their best friend after 2 years." he jokes before both of them updates each other about their life while exiting the toilet.

anyways, back to the story.

woozi enters the toilet and sees all the cubicle doors open, with nobody inside them. he doesnt bother to inspect closer in the cubicle to know if wonwoo was there or not.

he enters the hallway and looks left and right. the hallway barely had any people since most of the students were eating lunch.

wait— yeah! maybe wonwoo's eating lunch right now. he rushes off to the dining hall, almost falling down in the progress.

woozi somehow makes a grand entrance, with him slamming the doors open a bit too hard which made a loud bang sound. all eyes were on him, judging the poor man with their orbs.

"ah shit-! my bad!" he quickly apologies and goes off looking for wonwoo.

first, he sprints to his and wonwoo's usual table but it was occupied by some seniors filming tiktok challenges and shit.

next, he goes off to a table near the windows since wonwoo like watching the view while eating. however, no luck this time, too. most of the tables had students just writing notes or something.

one had caught his attention, though.

it was none other than kwon hoshi himself, writing in a book that woozi was unfamiliar about.

woozi walks up to him bravely without hesitation, only caring about finding wonwoo.

but maybe he can put that aside for now, he's got something else to do.

woozi places his bag on the chair he's sitting in, "hey hoshi!" he gleamed. hoshi calmly stopped writing and closed the book to spend some quality time with woozi. "hey." he replies.

the younger takes a seat and stretches his arms out. all that running and thinking was making him tired and stressed out, so why not talk to his crush to get his mind off of things for a while?

"what are you up to?" woozi questions snd lays his head down on the table. his energy is slowly losing its battery. "nothing, just notes you know?" the older informs as he keeps the book in his bag.

the younger starts drawing circles on the table using his finger. "that sounds boring." "yeah, it really is" hoshi admits.

the silence that happened between them was so loud. one of them needs to say something or it will be awkward and remorse. but none of them had any topics to talk about, though hoshi didnt mind.

he loves staring at woozi whenever they head awkward silences like this, especially right now. the sunlight from the sun outside the window was shining on his perfect face, just like that one night of the trip. hoshi still has the photos in his gallery, and he is not ashamed.

suddenly, woozi's face lit up and he had an adorable and exciting expression displayed on his face. "hey, lets go on a date!" he chimes.

the wording made hoshi feel bad but in a good way. "wait wait wait, wh— what, what did you say?" hoshi stutters, feeling embarrassment fuming out of his nostrils.

woozi tucks his hair behind his ears teasingly to maybe make hoshi fall for him even more. and, it worked.

"you know, a date? as friends?" woozi says.

hoshi felt gloom take over his head. "right, friends." he repeats. "so is that a yes or a no?" woozi questions, flattering his pretty eyelashes.

"fine-"

"great! i'll send you the details in text after the last lecture, ive gotta go find wonwoo now! love you, bye!" woozi says quickly all of a sudden, and dashes away with his backpack strapped on his shoulder.

"bye..!" hoshi drags, watching with sadness to have woozi drift away from him. but did woozi said what he think he said? love you? he loves me?

'woozi.. loves, me?' hoshi repeats in his mind, and takes that as a confession before he continues to swoon over the love of his life.

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