"Calm down, Woo," Yeosang said. Hugging the other who is busy talking about how San complicated his socks for the last hour.

"But Yeosang, he said they are cute," Wooyoung said. Smiling wide.

"Oh, by the way, can I copy your homework? Forgot to do it," he said. Smiling sheepishly at Yeosang. The older rolls his eyes but gets his notes out and gives them to the other.

"Be quick," he said. The two entered the class and sat at their usual places. In the back for the class, next to each other.

×

Today was a good day. Wooyoung was feeling good, unbothered. Well, he still admired San's socks, but he was able to go along with it throughout the day. One thing was bothering, in fact.

"Mingi, hey," Wooyoung said. Hoping to get along with the tall boy.

"Yeah, what is it?" Mingi asked. Pulling the straps of the bag on his shoulder. He smiled when Wooyoung looked uneasy, to make the younger relaxed.

"Uhh, yeah. I was wondering... you're close with San, right?" Wooyoung asked. Fiddling with the hem of his shirt. Nervous as he hoped his obsession would go unnoticed.

"Yes. We are close friends. Why?" The taller replied.

"I was wondering, do you know what shopping site or place he goes to? He looks stylish, and I was just wondering," the shorter said. Eyes filled with hope.

Mingi didn't look confused or suspicious, to Wooyoung's relief, and told the shorter the place he shop on the internet and stores. Wooyoung thanked Mingi and left the lockers.

×

That night, Wooyoung went online and scrolled through the online site Mingi mentioned. Finding the exact clothes, shirts, and whatever San wears daily. Even ordering one for the next week, eager to wear the same clothes as the blond. Don't blame him, San is attractive and gets attention. It's not Wooyoung's fault that San is too beautiful to look away.

"Ahhh, it's gonna be great," Wooyoung said to Yeosang on the phone.

"You're obsessed," Yeosang said with a bored tone.

"Well, if I'm obsessed, then what are you? Doing tarot every day," the younger replied. Rolling his eyes at his friend's lack of focus to himself. After a bit of talking, it was time to sleep.

"Bye bye," Wooyoung said. Pouting when Yeosang cut the line without saying back. Rude much.

Wooyoung was alone with his thoughts now. Not distracted by things made it harder to sleep. Overwhelmed by the little voice in his head, Wooyoung took his phone from the night stand. Scrolling on the site he opened before. As hours passed and sun began to rise, the boy was crying. Because he missed San. Just by looking at the clothes made him crave San's attention. The blondes pretty face. But most importantly, his socks. Wooyoung wanted to wear the blondes fluffy socks that San probably have, while snuggling under the blanket and keep his feet warm. He knew this was going bad. But he didn't care.

All Wooyoung wanted was to wear those cute socks.

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