TRSU
Red Eleven  

[ Dedicated to you who likes 'The Psycho Guy' ] Hahaha. I don't know why you like him though. 

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"OHMYGOD!!!XIAOZHANNN!!!YOUHAVETOSEETHIS!!!YOUHAVETO!!!" A  hysteric Lei stirred the sleeping madness in my tired self.  It's actually a succession of missed calls from him and even though I didn't have the integrity to answer, I did after the tenth ring.

"It's eleven forty in the evening...Speak slowly, does Zhiguang commit crime again like licking somebody's doorknob?"

With eyes not yet fully awake, I made a disappointed face and rubbed my sleepiness with my crocodile pillow, before we part ways at school my friends planned to drink even in school nights. I was the only one who disagreed, after minutes of arguing, fighting over to change my mind, all my friends dropped the subject and I won. They went out without me.

"WANGYIBOISHERESOPLEASEHELPHIM!!!"

I rolled my eyes at his one breath exclamatory sentence. "Wang Yibo?"

"Yes, the bad boy in school. His alone, drunk and we can't help him so I called you."

I pressed a hand to my temple. "And who am I? His wife? Common sense, Lei. Call Seungyoun for him. Don't be a pain."

"He doesn't have his phone."

There was a pause. "Have you ever tried searching it, in his bag maybe or in his pocket?"

"We did. No cellphone. We-"

Argh.

"I'll be there. Message me the address." I hung up, not bothering to wait for the rest of his talk.

I rolled out from my bed, changed my pjs to shorts and tee and ran outside. I hailed a cab as Lei's texts reached me.

The chilly wind played with the flesh on my face and it didn't comfort my furious heartbeats. I don't want to see him but I gotta be a good being for the welfare of this civilization. I flattened my now bird's nest hair on my head as I listened closely to the tap tap tap of my steps on the gray concrete ground. From the place where the car dropped me off, I walked to the establishment with rectangular LED sign board that announced 'Nocturnal Bar'.  I strained to see my group of friends.

"Thank you, Xiao Zhan! Our hero! Little Prince!" Zhiguang was literally on the pavement in front of the shop, wriggling like an earthworm nearing its demise. The other two were balancing themselves by wrapping one arm to each other.

"Where's Yibo?"

"Barfing" Lei responded, pointing at the guy who was bending in the shadowy corner of the shop few paces away from us.

"So, we have to leave him to you... Bye bye, Zhan. Bring him home safe, okay?" Before I could shout my harsh opinion, all my chums disappeared to the dark, riding to their respective bicycles.

I don't know his home address, drunkards! I won't be surprise tomorrow if all of you will skip class!

I kicked an invisible rock with my sneaker in weariness and advanced to the gagging green dude.

"Wang Yibo, hey! Wang Yibo!" I called his name as I drummed his back. "You okay?"

Yibo wiped his lips with the sleeve of his uniform, "Xiao Zhan?" He whipped his head towards me.

I cleared my throat, "Yeah. I'm here to take you home."

He smirked, a smug and egotistical one. "I can go home just fine. Mind your own business."

I placed my hands on my waist, "This is how you deal with someone who is trying to-"

"Shut up. I don't need your mercy or sympathy. Leave me alone, golden boy."

"Wow, arrogant much?"

 "Go home." He waved, signaling me to skedaddle. "Go."

"Yeah, let's go." I held on his wrist.

"Not so fast." Yibo twitched his hand and intertwined our fingers. "Whoa, your hand is soft."

I am not asking! Xiao Zhan, don't panic. Don't panic. "Uh-Thanks?" 

We tottered below the starless midnight sky, "Yibo, where are we going? It seems like you are not that drunk so tell me your  address and I'll call a cab for you."

"I forgot my address so bring me to your house instead."

"Oh yeah?" I reacted with a question. "Why should I do that?"

"I have something to tell you. About Seungyoun and I."

"I'm not interested to know."

"Zhan, please."

"All right." I said.

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TO BE CONTINUED.