"if anything, guanheng hyung is going to be the one to buy dejun hyung a new guitar. plus, his birthday is coming up in a few days, so what a better time than his birthday?" donghyuck said to jisung, mark, and renjun, who were in a dance practice room. the entire class had to learn a dance assigned to them by their dance teacher, and they only had a week to learn it because after that, everyone had to perform the dance they learned in groups of three, based on the song assigned to you, for a major grade. jisung, along with two other students, were told to learn the dance to nct dream's 'boom' and after taking a look at the choreography, jisung didn't find it too difficult.

"i still can't believe taeil hyung accidentally sat on his guitar. according to his words, dejun almost killed him because he had that guitar since middle school. it was very important to him," renjun told the others. the other three boys couldn't help but laugh at their older friend's stupidity.

"i don't even think it's possible to accidentally sit on a guitar. it's not even possible to not notice them," the canadian male commented, adding into the conversation. the other three students nodded, showing they agreed with what the oldest said, and continued laughing slightly.

"but seriously, if guanheng hyung gives dejun hyung a guitar, then what will the rest of us give him?" renjun asked the other three, to which they shrugged their shoulders, showing that they didn't know either.

"i'm pretty sure that you can give dejun a crappy gift and he'll love and accept it with open arms," mark said to the others, to which they nodded their heads in agreement.

after that short conversation the four boys had, renjun, mark, and donghyuck left the dance practice room jisung was in and let the blue haired male continue his practice. he grabbed his ipad and played the dance practice over again while following the moves the best he could. this went on for about another hour and a half before someone new walked into the dance room the blue haired boy was in.

"you're working hard, i see, as always," the chinese male said, taking a seat on the floor next to the door. jisung stopped what he was doing and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, putting the ipad down by the speaker and walking over towards the orange haired male, sitting in front of him.

"yeah, i guess. i mean, the dance isn't that hard, so i might be able to learn all of it today and just work on details for the rest of the week," the korean student explained to his chinese friend. jisung had already roughly memorized half the dance; he only needed to learn the other half before working on details. having the ability to learn a dance fast is one of the reasons why he's a dancer.

the orange haired male nodded his head before the room was put in an envelope of silence. it was awkward because the two high school students have never experienced this before today, since being best friends and all, endless conversations are what they do. anyone's main guess as to why the transitory silence was awkward would be that they both were thinking of the kiss, which would be right.

chenle is still thinking back to that event, the memories becoming more frequent. it was as if his brain was almost mocking him about it constantly, telling the chinese male that he isn't who he thought he was. as for jisung, the same event told him something different, and that was confusion. whenever the blue haired boy thought about the kiss he shared with his best friend, he would only feel confused as to why chenle had kissed him, and this seemed to be a reoccurring thing.

the awkward silence between the two lasted a short amount of time, thanks to chenle who had wanted to say something to the dancer. he decided to say it while he had jisung's attention.

"so... i have a date tomorrow with someone and i'm wondering if i'm allowed to go," the orange haired boy asked, successfully catching his friend's attention.

the blue haired boy's eyes slightly faltered a bit, showing disappointment in it for a split second, but of course, it went unnoticed by his chinese friend. he licked his bottom lip and bit the inside of his lip before remaining composed and replying to his friend's comment from just now.

"go ahead. no one's gonna stop you," he said, and mentally slapped himself. the words that had come out of his mouth were the complete opposite of what he was thinking.

"stupid, stupid mouth," jisung thought. "how are you even connected to my brain?"

the look on chenle's face says it all: it showed his disappointment at not hearing the answer he wanted. the only reason why he told jisung this was to see if the other would say no, which would mean that he likes chenle, according to the girls he heard talking in the hallway earlier that day. but unfortunately for him, the blue haired boy's reaction was the complete opposite.

the chinese male shrugged, the feeling of disappointment from both parties filling the room, yet the feeling went unnoticed by the other. "okay then," and with that, chenle greeted his friend bye before leaving jisung to recollect his thoughts on what his mouth had just caused.

"stupid, stupid mouth," jisung muttered before putting his hands on his nape and bending his head down to look at the floor so he didn't have to look at his ashamed self. he hit his mouth twice before ruffling his hair and getting off the floor to continue dancing, the image of chenle engraved into his mind.
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"i'm teling you, deoksun. he really likes you! i'm sure of it this time!" a girl with short black hair and braces who goes by the name of miok said to her friend. the brown haired girl who goes by the name of jahyun nodded her head, agreeing with miok.

"one hundred percent sure," jahyun emphasized. deoksun just rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, not believing the words of her friends.

"you said that last time with sunwoo, and now junghwan?" deoksun asked to her friends. when the two nodded their heads, the black haired girl (deoksun) just shook her head, refusing to believe her friends.

"do you want us to give you a way to prove it?" miok asked her black haired friend, to which the other nodded. the one with braces gestured her friends closer to her before saying something quietly but loudly. "tell him you're going on a blind date."

"what? how is that supposed to tell me if he likes me or not?" deoksun asked her friend, doubting if she was in her right mind. jahyun just smiled and nodded, agreeing with miok since she knew what her short friend was talking about.

"yeah yeah yeah, tell him you're going on a blind date," jahyun repeated. "if he says 'go,' then he doesn't like you as anything more than a friend."

"but if he says 'don't go,' then he definitely thinks of you as more than a friend!" miok said, already getting excited at the answer junghwan might give deoksun.

the black haired girl shook her head again, doubting that what her friends said is actually true and will work, but eventually shrugged and said she would give it try while the three walked to their next class, unaware that a certain orange haired boy who was walking by during that time had heard everything, and decided to use miok's idea as well.