Yunho decided that wooyoung should hang out with people besides himself, hence the reason the boy was with in a cafe with two other boys he'd never met before.

"i'm seonghwa!!" one spoke, sticking out his hand. The boy spoke formally—like, a little too formally. "wooyoung" he smiled.

"hongjoong!" the one on the left spoke, wooyoung nodded—giving him a smile. 

"so what do you major in?" seonghwa questioned, taking a small sip of his coffee. "ah, arts—dancing and performance"

"woah, you're probably a really good dancer huh?" hongjoong chimed in. Yunho sat back and enjoyed their chatter, happy that wooyoung was making other friends.

"i'm alright" wooyoung trailed off shyly, playing with some of his neck hairs.

"show us you dancing one day okay?" seonghwa said with a smile, wooyoung nodded—instantly enjoying the boys presence. he's handsome....

Wooyoungs eyes lingered on seonghwas for a second more before he averted his eyes to something else in the cafe, that unfortunately being a familiar head of pink hair.

The boy seemed like he was ordering a simple coffee, making small conversation with the barista. His hair tied back in that ponytail, why is he everywhere?

Wooyoung shifted in his seat, looking down so san wouldn't see him. He could feel the pinkettes eyes on him—he didn't dare to look up.

"san!!"

Wooyoung looked up quickly at seonghwa motioning for san to come over, fuck.

San walked happily over, sitting right across from a fed up wooyoung. "hey san, we're having coffee and talking!! this is my new friend wooyoung" seonghwa spoke happily.

San looked at wooyoung, a smile on his face. "yeah, me and the princess are roommates" he scoffed, watching wooyoungs neutral expression turn into an angry one.

"princess?" seonghwa laughed, patting san on the back. oh how wooyoung wanted to just punch the boy.

Wooyoung was even more angry because he took a liking to seonghwa, maybe it even being a little romantic.

"so how are you liking rooming with my friend san?" seonghwa spoke again after laughing. "i don't like him very much" wooyoung said, making direct eye contact with san.

sans cocky smile faded into a serious look, his whole facial expression now stone. "oh yeah?" san spoke with raised eyebrows. "yeah" wooyoung challenged.

San sighed—sitting there for a second. "looks like i'll just be going then" he spoke before getting up and leaving. They all watched him walk out of the cafe, wooyoung couldn't help but giggle.

All of the attention shifted to him, he quieted down and continued drinking his drink.

.

"alright guys i need to go back to the dorm" wooyoung spoke, they'd been hanging out for hours now. Everyone nodded and bid wooyoung goodbye.

Wooyoung unlocked the dorm door, coming into a dark room. "why didn't he turn the lights on?" wooyoung sighed softly, honestly too tired to cause havoc.

He walked farther into the weirdly dark dorm, setting down his keys on a table. did he leave?

He set down his bag and turned into the small "hallway." so he could go to the bathroom. Before he could open the door, he was pushed onto the wall.

It was dark—that was scary enough, but being backed into a wall? yeah wooyoung was freaking out.

"w-who are you?"

A low chuckle came from the mans mouth, "it's me princess" san spoke, bending over a little—mocking wooyoungs small height. "why are you—"

"is it true you don't like me?"

"what?"

San put a finger to wooyoungs chin, lifting it up so he was looking him directly in the eyes. "do you really not like me?"

wooyoung glared, hating the obvious power difference.

"yes"

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A/n: mwah mwah, hope you enjoyed!! love you

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