wooyoungs pov:

The boy left a bad taste in my mouth, A taste that was horrible but addictive.

He sat beside me doing absolutely nothing, yet I couldn't stop looking to my side. It almost felt like there was a magnet pulling my face to look at the other.

It's been about a week since I first met him and let me just say, a lot has happened.

It felt like he'd do everything in his power to annoy me, it went from tripping me to hiding my back pack in some random place, He was truly just a nuisance.

This guy is absolutely bipolar, he'll be dead silent whenever he's by me but when he's not, he's a whole new person.

'Speak of the devil'  I thought, internally groaning as the boy walked up to my lunch table.

"hey San what's up" mingi said, greeting the boy with a wide smile. "Since when were they friends?" I whispered quietly to yunho who looked just as confused as me, "no idea" he said while eyeing the two.

"Sit down sit down" mingi said, motioning for the dead eyed boy to take a seat.

"Can you move that" San said pointing down at my back pack beside me, "there's space on that side" I said not looking the intimidating boy in the eye.

"woo be nice" mingi said with pleading eyes, "fine" i moved my back pack in a huff then went back to eating.

San smiled at mingi then immediately went dead eyed when he made eye contact with wooyoung.

'this fucking guy' I thought rolling my eyes while trying not to pay attention to the conversation the boy and mingi were having.

"Me and San became friends like two days ago he's super cool" mingi exclaimed happily. "Super cool?" I snorted, mingi just sent me a glare and continued talking.

"he helped me out in class so yes SUPER cool" he said smiling at the eating boy. "I don't like him" I said shrugging my shoulders, "oh really?" the dark haired boy said smirking.

"Yes, really" I said, finally looking up at the other. "You sure?" he said titling his head a bit, "super sure" I said smiling.

He slowly crept his hand on my inner thigh, turning his head to face front again. I took at breath in, what the hell was he doing?

He squeezed tightly causing me to wince in pain, he noticed my silent cries and smiled, "oh look, you went all quiet" he said with a smug smile wiped across his face.

Oh how I wanted to slap it right off of his pretty face, "whatever" I said, silently praising myself for not stuttering.

"Anygays" yunho interrupted, "mingi where's seonghwa and hongjoong?" He said, taking a sip of his milk.

"They're ditching school today same with jongho"

Yunho just sighed, "ugh those bastards we had plans" he said, obviously annoyed.

third pov:

The bell rang and students filed out of the crowded lunch room.

Just as wooyoung was about to turn the corner to his next class he got pulled by an unknown arm.

"what the fuc-"

San shushed him immediately, hands on both sides of the boys head. 

"Is it true you don't like me, woo"