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the soft chatter of students is almost calming as the boy rushes down the halls so he isnt late to class. he likes to think that he's a graceful runner, but lets be honest, hansol doesnt have a graceful bone in his body.
so far he's managed to run into a door, bump into at least 5 of his classmates, and drop his books all over the hallway. but no one questions it because hes hansol.
just as he starts to not make a fool of himself like the clumsy boy he is, a certain laugh fills the hallways and suddenly he's face to face with the wall.
all of his books and papers find their home on the floor once again, but hansol doesnt even mind. all he's focused on is the beautiful laugh coming from down the hall.
its the type of laugh that makes you smile no matter how sad you are, the kind that's sweet as honey and soft like a cloud. it wraps you in a hug and makes you think of the good times.
its the type of laugh that could only belong to chan.
a pink blush blooms across hansols face as he stumbles over himself trying to get up. his head is full of chan like always and he's lost all hope of not being a whipped teenager today.
chan's wearing a light yellow sweater thats one size too big and hansol entire body is screaming at him to give the younger a hug. it takes every bit of non-existent restraint for the poor teen to hold himself back. a pair of crisp white ripped skinny jeans hug the boy's hips and the blush covering hansols cheeks deepens when he catches himself looking for too long.
the older spots the clock out of the corner of his eye and lets out a small screech before scrambling to shove all his papers and books into his bag messily. the poor teen is thirty-two seconds away from being late to his biology class. he's promised certain death if he fails to arrive on time.
hansol was too busy freaking out over the time that he didnt even proccess it when chan handed him his math notebook. all he did was offer a rushed 'thank you' and sprint down to lab room 17
he got to bio in time (luckily) but if he was any slower it would've been his vouptuous ass on the line.
however the young boy never learns, even though he has a test on friday on the wonders of enzymes, all he was thinking about was how good chan’s thighs looked in his pants.
yeah, he needs help.
by the time lunch rolls around, hansol is still as per usual thinking about chan. but can anyone blame him?
the boy is so perfect. he has a charming voice and a loveable personality, not to mention looks that were sent down from heaven. the boy glows brighter than the sun even on his worst days which, hansol isnt even convinced he has.
the boy's sandwich sits all by itself on the boy's plate, lonely and forgotten as hansol continues to daydream and zone out. the power of chan is truly nothing less than amazing.
at the next table over the sun kissed boy sits with his friends, and pretends not to notice prep stealing his fries. that boy is lucky he's cute or chan would have jumped him by now for even thinking about taking his fries.
the teenager’s puppy crush on him is no secret to anyone, hansol is too blatantly was obvious for it to ever dream of being lowkey.
mingyu would never let him live it down if he said anything, but chan finds it cute how easily flustered hansol gets just by his presence. and he would be lying if he said he didnt even feel the tiniest bit of affection for the other.
but who wouldnt love hansol ?
he's the ace of the volleyball team, student council president, speaks 3 languages, and has the highest gpa in the entire school. of course you would never be able to tell because of his jock-like behavior but the boy is bursting with potential. even if he does fall on his face more often than he says his own name.
not to mention his adorkable personality. he loves to laugh and be loud, and is playful as a puppy. his eyes sparkle and he almost never stops smiling. and the best part is he doesnt let anything go to his head.
the humility is hot.
an unconsious smile makes its way onto the melanin boys face as he thinks of the way he can see stars in hansols eyes in those rare moments when hansol can actually hold a conversation without getting embarassed and running away.
a hand waves infront of his face, "time to go loverboy, you have astronomy in 5".
seokmin’s voice snaps chan out of his hansol-influenced day dream. feeling slightly sheepish because by the look on seokmin’s face, he clearly knows who he was thinking about.
with a confident facade the older smacks his friend's hand away. "get that veiny thing away from me" he says with a sassy tone, before strutting away.
seok rolls his eyes at the dramatics.
it feel likes days until the final bell rings at last. to no ones surprise the students were already half out the door and running to get the back seats on the bus.
what amateurs.
everyone knows the front seats is where it is. then you can get off the smelly, sweat infested bus as fast as possible.
chan grabs his bag and sends his teacher a smile before calmly walking out the door to meet up with mingyu in the library so he can help the boy with his language studies.
however before hes able to turn around to get his things from his locker, a certain star-eyed boy runs into him, his poor books once again finding a home on the dirty floor.
its amusing to watch how the older's cheeks instantly heat up at the contact, and he goes all red from embarrassment. yet, his eyes still sparkle as he looks at chan as if the boy was his entire universe.
well, that's probably because he is hansol's entire universe. the poor teenager has grown quite attatched to the his 'sunshine' even though all he does is stare from afar like a coward.
hansol is lucky he's cute.
chan lets out a small laugh and offers to help the clumsy boy off the ground. the blush on the older's face grew thicker, but he took the hand anyways despite the growing urge to run away before he says something completely ridiculous to his crush.
"i uhm, i like your shirt"
welp, there goes all hansol's hopes of not making a fool out of himself.
lucky for him, chan just laughed with a happy thanks, the edges of his mouth curling upwards to show off his flawless smile. delicate fingers tuck stray hair back behind his ears, drawing hansol's eyes to the soft locks.
the boy currently has blonde-ish highlights that accentuate his natural warm brown colour. hes absolutely breath-taking, even in the worst moments he never has.
and like the easy boy he is, hansol is one hundred percent capivated by him.