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@▩ Sehun Oh Zhaolin smiled upon his friend's return and reached over to playfully tug on the ends of his hair. "It's fine now that you're here," he said whilst sticking out his tongue. "Do you want to stay in my dorm tonight, though? I don't want to be alone," he hummed, knowing that even though he would be joking around and falling back into his own pattern he would still have that file eating away at him. Mentally unstable, pfft. He didn't know who they were looking at but clearly they didn't understand pyromania... It wasn't a disease, it was a hobby and he had only set fire to something major once and it wasn't entirely on purpose either... Whatever the case, he really just wanted Sehun there. "Please?" he added for good measure, trying his best puppy eyes on the latter.

@▩ Zhaolin Xing ...
Running towards the school's clinic, Sehun tried his best to distract his mind from Zhaolin's sudden words that were directed to him. As he took the ice pack from the clinic, he immediately went back to Zhaolin and crouched down. He placed down the ice pack on top of his knees, hoping that it would make Zhaolin's pain go away, even though just a little. Looking up, Sehun asked, "Does it hurt? Or is the pain easing up a little?" with a worried expression.

@▩ Sehun Oh Zhao couldn't help but chuckle, the pain being alleviated in his small moment of happiness. He had caught teh stutter in Sehun's voice and a flutter spun through his stomach. He sighed and flopped bac kon the bed again, staring at the ceiling and counting down the seconds till his friend returned. He got bored quickly, having just been always short on attention, and fumbled in his pocket for a lighter, pulling it out and flicking the flame on and off.

@▩ Zhaolin Xing ...
Heaving out a heavy sigh once again, Sehun ran his fingers through his hair as he noticed his friend's pained expression. He must've had talked too much, didn't he, until he forgot the fact that his friend was in pain. "Oh- sorry, Zhao. I talked too much," he said to his friend and turned around. However, when he took a few steps forward, Zhaolin's words echoed through his eardrums, and he finds himself gulping down quietly, quite shocked at Zhaolin's words. "Um.. I-I'll go get the ice pack now," he mumbled, mentally smacking himself in the head for stuttering before jogging off to the school's clinic, not wanting his friend to be in pain because of waiting.

@▩ Sehun Oh Zhaolin sat donw quietly, waiting for Sehun to finish whatever it was. Grabbing the ice pack he'd said. Something like that. The pain was already dwindling but Zhaolin would be lying if he said that he didn't want to have Sehun's attention on him a little more. "Thanks Sehun..." he murmured, sighing and leaning back. "Maybe I am crazy, though. Because somteimes I look at you and I wonder what it'd be like to kiss you," he teased, ruffling his hair and picking on the edge he usually got on a normal day.

@▩ Zhaolin Xing ...
"If you insist, I'll go get an ice pack from the school's clinic then," Sehun mumbled and let out a silent groan because dang, it seems like Zhaolin ate a lot lately because he's heavier than the last time he had helped him. However, he couldn't possibly tell that to his friend in this moment because the atmosphere suddenly went a little bit down after the break-in. Sehun made a mental note to say it to him later. Sehun blinked twice and furrowed his eyebrows slightly as he heard his friend's question, completely in disbelief that his friend could think like that. "Zhao, I don't think you're mentally unstable or disturbed. Why would you think like that?" he heaved out a heavy sigh, knowing very well that his answer might sound long right now. "What I think you need to fix is your mind and emotions. You need to be able to control your mind and emotions so you won't be stressed out and keep calm. It's not that I'm prohibiting you on being hyper or anything that's not yourself, you can keep that side, as long as you're calm at almost any situations, you're going to be okay. I'm sure of that," he explained. Sehun might sound so unlike him right now, but if his friend wants his opinion, he can't possibly just hold back what he wants to say.

@▩ Sehun Oh Zhaolin was glad that Sehun was there. Without him he was sure he would lose his mind eventually. Thankfully the other boy was always there and vice versa. Even though they both had their faults they seemed to be able to accept each other entirely. "I'm okay," he tried to assure the male, limping along with him and leaning on him slightly. "You really don't have to help me out," he muttered, always the one to talk and never know when to shut up. "Sehun~ah, do you think I"m mentally unstable? I mean, pyromania aside, do you think I'm mentally disturbed?"

@▩ Zhaolin Xing ...
Sehun furrowed his eyebrows and immediately crouched down when he saw Zhaolin fell and trying to stand up, but failed slightly. He could see that his friend was having difficulties on trying to stand up, so it's normal for him to approach him and make sure he's alright. "You okay, Zhao? Yeah, remind me to bring a ladder next time," he responded before hooking one of Zhaolin's arms around his shoulder, helping his friend to stand up properly. He gave a worried look to Zhaolin and asked, "Want to go back to the clique's place? It seems like you've hurt your knees quite bad when I paid attention to how you were trying to stand up earlier. We can give you a little treatment from there." Slowly, Sehun helped Zhaolin to walk forward, trying his best to maintain his balance as well because of their physical difference.

@▩ Sehun Oh He let out a defeated sigh, questioning himself as to why he had wanted to do this again. The fact that so many people thought he had a problem just made his skin crawl. Couldn't they just tell that he needed friends and people to listen to him talk? Just because he set fire to things a few times they all said he was too much to handle. It was probably just their easy cop out to say that they didn't want to help him. But at least there was Sehun. Zhaolin glanced over to the file cabinet where his file was once again safely tucked and strode towards the window, crawling out of it and into Sehun's personal space, landing with an 'oomf' as a shock of pain soared up to his knees. "Ugh... Next time we should bring a ladder," he mumbled, straightening up with mild difficulty.

@▩ Zhaolin Xing ...
Seeing his friend's darkened look in his eyes, Sehun can't help but to feel guilty that he couldn't do anything to turn back the time and stop Zhaolin from seeing his own files. He should've had never agreed to this plan, and now what he got was his friend turning gloomy all of a sudden, when the Zhaolin that he knew was hyper and usually talks a lot, not quiet and lethargic like now. Sighing quietly, he passed through his friend to organize the files into it's order, not wanting the teachers to know that they broke in into the office. "Okay, let's go," he mumbled before wrapping an arm around Zhaolin's shoulder and guided him back to the window, where they entered the office earlier. He stepped out the window first and landed cautiously on the ground, before turning back to look up at Zhaolin, motioning the boy to come down with his gestures.

@▩ Sehun Oh Zhao grumbled something unintelligent as Sehun told him to calm down. He wished he could just have that happen so easily but he felt his blood simmering. "I'm not mentally unstable," he told Sehun, wanting to clear that up. He had a couple issues, a few things that he really needed to work out, but he was not, in no way, clinically insane and he'd fight those teachers on that any day. Instead he leaned back into Sehun's chest and breathed like the boy instructed. He breathed till he was relatively calm and was able to think clearly. He shoved the file messily back into the filing cabinet and spun to face his friend. "I'm done here..." he whispered, eyes downcast and defeated. "Let's go..."

@▩ Zhaolin Xing ....
Sehun flinched in surprise when Zhaolin threw a small tantrum in front of him and crossed his arms with a dark expression. He knew very well that Zhaolin must've feel confused yet upset at the same time due to his transfer issues, but he couldn't do anything about it because Sehun didn't know a thing why was Zhaolin suddenly wanted to be transferred to another school. He placed a hand over Zhaolin's shoulder before squeezing it lightly in a comforting manner, hoping that it would ease the boy a bit. "Zhao, calm down. You won't get anything if you're gonna keep this temper of yours. Just take a deep breath and let it all out. I know that you're upset about it, and I'm here to help you, okay?" Sehun said to Zhao softly, not wanting to hear the boy's anger again because it will just make him feel upset as well, knowing very well if Zhaolin got transferred eventually, he won't ever hear about him again.

@▩ Sehun Oh Zhaolin put the file on top of the desk, scrolling through the thick stack of papers. He sure did havde a big file... Well, that was to be expected. He wasn't exactly the ideal student to have at the school. He found the one packet he was searching for, though and tuggef it out. "Reason for transfer..." he muttered, scrolling down the words nad leanin gback slightly on Sehun's chest. "Unreliable, mentally unstable, risk to other students. I set the gym supply closet on fire one time and all of a sudden I'm a hazard!" he shouted, tossing the packet down. "My parents even signed off on it," he grumbled, crossing his arms and staring at the packet.

@▩ Zhaolin Xing ...
Sehun lowered his head slightly when Zhaolin swatted him on his head, letting out a small chuckle afterwards, knowing that he deserved it for making him wait so he just shrugged if off.
"Mm-hmm. Sure. I'll keep an eye on the surroundings," Sehun agreed before he leaned onto their homeroom teacher's desk while cautiously looking around, making sure there was no one inside the office, because he himself doesn't want to be caught in the act for helping the other on breaking into the office. Although, if they did got caught red-handed, he would always be by Zhaolin's side, helping him and accompanying him whenever the other wants or needed to. He turned his head to Zhaolin when the boy founded his file and scans through the pages, knowing that Zhaolin might find something that he needed to know about his issues. "What did you find, Zhao? Anything suspicious about it?" he asked as he peeked from Zhaolin's back, himself was curious if Zhaolin did find anything.

@▩ Sehun Oh Of course Sehun had to go and be so smooth about everything. though he would never ever admit to the other that his physical abilities made his knees knock in the biggest of fangirling ways. He felt heat dust his cheeks again as Sehun made a swift landing. He couldn't help but swat at Sehuns head to get his bearings together. "Jerk," he muttered, turning around and heading towards the filing cabinets. "I'm going to grab my file... And maybe set fire to a few things. It all depends on if I like what I find or not." Zhaolin shrugged as ifbsetting fire to things in his teachers office was something every kid did. Yeah, there might have been a few screws loose in his head. He hummed as he reached the drawer and pulled it out, mumbling the alphabet to himself. "Q, r, s, t ,u v... W x - aha! Xing Zhaolin ," he proclaimed proudly, holding the file above his head. "Make sure to keep watch," Zhao called, not wanting to be caught in the act.

@▩ Zhaolin Xing ...
Sehun stifled a groan as he felt Zhaolin step on his palms, trying his best to maintain his expression as he pushed his palms up, helping Zhaolin get inside the office. Man, did Zhaolin ate much again? He felt his friend a bit heavier than the last time he tried lifting Zhaolin up.
Sehun straightened himself and looked up, only to see the other smirking at him, completely knowing that Zhaolin was teasing him because he needs to get in as well. "Please, I can do it by myself," he rolls his eyes in a sarcastic manner before jumping from the ground, his hands hanging onto the ledge of the window and immediately swung himself once again to make him go up so he won't fall to the ground. As he balanced himself on the ledge, he slowly stepped down to the office before closing the window behind him. He patted the dust off all over him and sneezed once due to the dust, forgetting the fact that his respiration system was sensitive when it comes to certain things.
"See? I told you I did it by myself," Sehun smirked and crossed his arms before leaning back onto the wall, propping himself with one leg while the other leg was crossed in front of it. "Now what should we do? Get your report in our homeroom teacher's desk?" he asked with an raised eyebrow, curious on what will his friend do next.

@▩ Sehun Oh "I'll pull you in afterwards," Zhaolin promised as he stepped onto his friend, falling easily into their old banter. He used his friend as a supporting block and reached up to the window ledge, grimacing at the stretch. In a moment, after a little fumblingz he managed to get himself pulled up and balanced precariously. The teachers were all daft here so it didn't surprise him to find the window unlocked. "Victory is mine," he cheered quietly, nudging open the window and sliding in. It was an ungraceful landing as he careened onto his side, missing the desk entirely and falling on the floor. "Owww," he groaned, rubbing his head and hip. "Stupid desk," he spat, kicking it with his toe before hopping on and leaning our the window again. "Do you think you can come up through the window or should I just go open the door for you?" He called teasingly, smirking.

@▩ Zhaolin Xing ...
Sehun blinked in surprise when Zhaolin snapped at him at the mention of his parents. As far as he know, Zhaolin was neutral to his parents; he not disobeying them nor he disobeying his parents as if they were his rulers. Well, Sehun knows that sounded a bit ridiculous, but still, even though he was curious, he won't ask Zhaolin a single thing about it if the boy doesn't want to, so he just pursed his lips at his argument and replied, "Ah, yeah, sure."
Sehun felt the urge to grin at the boy's sudden embarrassment, knowing very well that his puppy face trick had worked on him everytime, and he was lucky that he managed to do it because that was the only way Sehun could think about whenever Zhaolin gets mad at him. He knew that he might sound a bit inconsiderate and mean to Zhaolin, but hey, he didn't do that often. Well, unless Zhaolin was mad, of course. "What face? I didn't do anything?" he asked as if he doesn't know anything, holding back a grin that was going to appear on his face and he was relieved that he managed his expression.
"Okay okay, I'm on it," Sehun chuckled shortly before he bent down both of his knees, making them rest on top of the ground. He placed both of his palms above his thighs, making them lay on top of each other tightly for Zhaolin to jump on. "Go and climb. I'll hold on to you so you'll get in," he mumbled and motioned Zhaolin to just do his thing.

@▩ Sehun Oh "I don't want to talk to my parents," Zhaolin snapped, frowning at the mere idea of having to talk to them. He didn't feel like putting himself through that type of torture with their incessant nagging and putting down of his choices. No, that would put him in a literal bad mood. He was about to snap on about something else, mostly about the lies Sehun was telling him but one look at that face had him flushing from his neck to his ear tips. "Yah...why are you doing that face..." He mumbled, quickly turning away and jumping the small, brick wall. "Tch... seriously, this guy," Zhaolin muttered, daring a glance over his shoulder only to blush again. Sometimes he wondered if Sehun even knew that he was as good looking as everyone that he was. He must.he must have known otherwise he wouldn't be able to do what he did all the time. How could the guy be a hermit when he could literally have anyone he wanted with that face. "Hurry up," he called impatiently, itching to climb in through the window and get into the office.

@▩ Zhaolin Xing ...
Sehun let out a small satisfied chuckle when he noticed Zhaolin's expression turning dark all of a sudden as he saw him. He knew this would happen, yet Sehun keep repeating the same thing all over again. It's not that he liked seeing Zhaolin get mad at him, he just finds Zhaolin's anger amusing without a reason.
"Whoa," he mumbles as he stepped back slowly, avoiding Zhaolin's physical attacks which he already got use to it. "Sorry, bro, the professor called me earlier and I just had to because he insisted. You know very well that I can't not help a helpless person, right?" he smoothly lied, as if it was true. Sehun had done this countless times, yet he doesn't even feel guilty about it the slightest bit. He knows this will pick up Zhaolin's anger at him, but he just can't stop this habit of his when it comes to the other.
He followed Zhaolin to the office building from behind, keeping silent from all Zhaolin's complains because he knew if he cut Zhaolin off, the boy might end up blabbering with him the whole day, and Sehun doesn't want that. Sehun raised an eyebrow slightly when Zhaolin went silent afterwards, knowing that the other must have had finished what he wanted to say for the first session. So he decided to respond to the boy's argument.
"Zhao, I know I was late... again like usual, and I'm sorry. But seriously, are we going to do this for real? I mean, you could just ask your parents about this and ta-dah. Problem solved," Sehun said to the boy while placing his special puppy face, knowing that the trick always works on Zhaolin very well.

@▩ Sehun Oh The second he saw Sehun's figure looming over him, Zhaolin narrowed his eyes. He glared at his old friend and reached out to bat at his leg halfheartedly. "You're late," he growled, sitting up. The man didn't even look like he had shame, smirking and standing there all innocently. The second he thought of how he'd be getting payback on his friend for making him wait a grand total of ten minutes. "Where the hell were you? I told you that this was gonna be going down like... Ten minutes ago!" He shouted, shaking his head and walking towards the office building where all the teachers had their offices. Zhaolin was known to have a fast tongue though and it never stopped so his little tangeny on Sehun was still going strong. "And I said to you this morning 'don't be late' and you gave me this look that you always give me when you're going to completely disregard my words and j should have known that this would happen again because you like to do this to me!"

@▩ Zhaolin Xing ...
Slipping his hands inside his pockets, Sehun hummed softly when he noticed that there was only him in the hallways at the moment. Feeling happy about it, he smirked softly to himself before he walked through it, feeling the peaceful atmosphere around him. He knew he was supposed to be going to Zhaolin by the moment, but hey, there's silence and he likes silence, so he decided to walk a bit slow towards the courtyard.

A few minutes of walking while enjoying the silence, Sehun finally arrived at the courtyard and looks up to the sky, noticing that the sky was a bit dark than usual. Shrugging his shoulders lightly, he stepped further into the courtyard and tried to find his friend's figure, Zhaolin. He then found the boy laying down on the grass below him, seeing that he was groaning slightly. Smirking lightly, Sehun knew Zhaolin would probably be mad at him by now because he arrived a tad bit late than what they had agreed on. However, he thought that he should pretend to not know that he purposely arrived late and thought of a reasonable reason in his mind.

Approaching Zhaolin's lying figure, he hovered over him and chuckled softly. "Yo, Zhao," he greeted with an innocent smile, preparing for Zhao's outburst.

@▩ Sehun Oh Zhao looked at his watch as he waited for Sehun to show up. What was taking the other so long? He could only wonder as he jumped from footbtobfoot, rubbing his hands together to keep them warm. He was probably taking his sweet _____ time so he wouldn't have to be pulled into the plan Zhao had devised. But how could he stop himself from doing this. If he was going to be transfered he was going to need to know why because there was no way he would just take an answer with out researching. Above him the sky was aarkening, the temperature dropping. If Sehun didn't come quickly he would find himself a giant Popsicle. Not thst he wouldn't be a delicious Popsicle, but he rather stay human and not a frozen good. "Ugh, Sehunnnn," he groaned, throwing his head back and falling into his back on the grass.

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