"Hey Mingyu," a boy with a bright and sweet smile said to him.
"Oh, Jeonghan, hi," Mingyu said nervously. He looked back and Wonwoo was gone from his sight. 'Damn it!' He thought in his head.
"I was wondering if you had any plans after school, I was hoping you could help me study," Jeonghan said, slightly biting his lip.
"Um, sure I guess, but why me?" Mingyu asked with confusion.
"You are one of the smartest students in class," Jeonghan said putting a hand on Mingyu's shoulder, standing on his toes to get to Mingyu's eye level. "And I heard you're a really good teacher."
"Sure, I can help you study. We can meet in the library later today," Mingyu suggested with a smile.
"Actually I was hoping you could come to my dorm around six," Jeonghan said, batting his eyelashes at Mingyu.
"That's fine too, I'll see you later," Mingyu said as he started to walk down the hall, away from Jeonghan.
"Bye," Jeonghan said with a warm smile and a small wave.
Mingyu shook his head and made his way out of the school. Classes were over for him for the day and he wanted to get some spicy meat. He went over to his motorcycle that was parked out front and grabbed the helmet that was resting on it. He put it over his head and started the bike, driving off.
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"Hey Wonwoo," a tall boy called.
Wonwoo ignored the boy and kept walking but the boy had other ideas.
"Hey! I was talking to you!" The boy yelled, his two friends behind him.
Wonwoo took a deep breath and stopped in his tracks.
"Do you have my money?" The boy asked.
Wonwoo turned around and looked down at his shoes. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the money stack Jun gave him earlier. The boy snatched the money and counted it quickly.
"This isn't enough," the boy said.
Wonwoo's eyes widened, but he never looked up.
"Where's the rest fucker?" Another boy asked.
Wonwoo said nothing. His heart started to beat faster and before he knew it he ran. He dropped his bag and ran as fast as he could.
"Get him!" He heard one of the yell.
He could hear their footsteps chasing after him. He was scared. He was so scared.
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"Mingyu!" The man exclaimed. "How have you been?"
"Jungsoo hyung! I've been pretty good," Mingyu said as he leaned against the counter of the restaurant.
"You've got a girlfriend yet?" Jungsoo asked.
"No, not yet," Mingyu said with a chuckle. "I don't want a girlfriend, I want to focus on my studies."
"I wish my sons were more like you, they'd bring home a girl every night I swear to god," Jungsoo said.
"They're young, it happens," Mingyu told the man.
"So, the usual?" Jungsoo questioned.
"You know it," Mingyu said with a smile.
Jungsoo smiled back and went to make Mingyu's usual order. Mingyu waited for a little while for his order, and as he waited, he thought about Wonwoo. It made him a little sad that Wonwoo wouldn't talk to him anymore. He wished he could help the boy.
"Here you go Mingyu," Jungsoo said handing Mingyu a bag.
"Thanks. How much?" Mingyu asked as he grabbed his wallet.
"It's on the house," Jungsoo said.
"Are you sure?" Mingyu asked.
"Yes," Jungsoo said with a smile.
Mingyu took the bag and made his way out of the restaurant.
"Bye, hyung," Mingyu said as he left.
Jungsoo just waved goodbye.
Mingyu stepped out of the restaurant and grabbed his helmet off the bike seat. He put it on his head before getting on his bike and starting it up. Suddenly Mingyu felt something wrap around him.
"Drive quickly," Mingyu heard a voice say in his ear.
Mingyu road off quickly not even knowing who was behind him. He drove quickly, passing cars and just barely making it past red lights.
Eventually Mingyu had to stop at a red light. He put a foot down, propping the bike up and taking his helmet off. He could feel the person's arms grip tightly onto him. Mingyu handed the helmet back to the person without looking.
"Put this on," Mingyu said over the rumbling of the engine.
The person let go of Mingyu and took the helmet from him, slipping it over his head before gripping on to Mingyu again.
Mingyu glanced behind him for a second and noticed the uniform from his school, before the light turned green.
Mingyu drove down to an old building that had been abandoned for years. The stranger behind him hopped off the bike and watched Mingyu park his bike properly. Mingyu walked up to the boy and smiled at him.
"Are you going to take off the helmet?" Mingyu asked, his hands shoved deep into his pant pockets.
The boy just shook his head no.
"Okay," Mingyu said simply. He took his hands out of his pockets and grabbed the boy's wrist. "Come on, I'll show you something cool."
Mingyu dragged the boy inside the old building and guided him up the stairs to the roof top. Once they got to the top, the boy's heart stopped. You could see everything from the top of that building.
"Isn't it pretty?" Mingyu questioned as he went over to the edge of the roof. He leaned against the small wall and looked down on the city.
The boy slowly made his way to the edge standing next to Mingyu. Mingyu looked over at the boy who's face was still covered by the helmet.
"I'm Mingyu, I guess you go to my school," Mingyu said to the boy.
The boy kept looking out at the city, but he nodded.
"Do you know me?" Mingyu asked.
The boy nodded.
"Are you going to talk at all?"
The boy shook his head no.
"Well let's play a game," Mingyu said with a smile.
The boy looked over to Mingyu with confusion.
"If I can guess who you are, you'll talk okay?"
The boy nodded in agreement.
"So I get to ask you five questions before I guess who you are. Ready?"
The boy nodded.
"Okay, are we friends?"
The boy shook his head no.
"Do we talk?"
The boy shook his head.
"Did we use to talk?"
The boy hesitated for a moment, but nodded yes.
"Were we really close before?"
The boy nodded.
"Did you stop talking to me?" Mingyu questioned as he got closer to the boy.
The boy nodded.
Mingyu lifted his hands up to the side of the helmet slowly. He grabbed the helmet and started to lift it off the boys head.
"You're Wonwoo," Mingyu said as he took the helmet completely off, revealing those cold eyes he watched being created.
Wonwoo stared at Mingyu, their faces close to each other.
"Now you have to talk," Mingyu said with a smirk.
Wonwoo looked down at his shoes. He didn't want to talk. Without a word, Wonwoo ran off and out the building. Mingyu stood there with confusion and sadness, until he heard the rumble of his motorcycle.
He ran over to the other side of the building and looked to see Wonwoo riding off with his bike.
"Fuck!" Mingyu swore as he ran down the stairs. He ran out of the building, only holding his helmet, and no bike.