University of Seoul!

IT'S SEOLHYUN HERE! HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! HAPPY VALENTINE'S! HAPPY VALENTINE'S! HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! I SAID HAPPY VALENTINE'S! OH YEAH...TO YOU ALL! SPREAD THE LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVEEEREEEEEEEEEEEEE!! kekeke JUST KNOW SEOLHYUN LOVES YOU ALL, ENJOY YOUR DAY!! ♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡

@Chansung (LMAO. Something like that. xD)

As he spoke, his words bounced off her. She didn't even know what was he saying but she loved the way his lips loved and sighed happily. Hyosung watched as he climbed up over the ropes. Her eyes widen as he grabbed her wrist.
"W-What?! No!" She exclaimed and shook her head. Even if it was just her friends, she wouldn't make them pay.
"I can't leave you alone." She grumbled under her breath. "I needa keep you with me." She mumbled and walks away, quite thankful that she has a free period right now. She sat down against and wall and pulled out her phone. Stuffing her earbuds into her ears, ignoring every other fangirls next to her and just focusing on you, she played her music.

@Hyoseong < dude omg you mean the yandere characters? HAHA my poor bby :') >

This little charade was quickly growing old. She just seemed content with staring at him; never mind having an actual conversation. Not that he would have wanted /that/ either. It was just a bit unsettling when someone stared at you unblinking for over a minute. What on earth was going through this girl’s mind? Chansung wasn’t sure he really wanted to know. “Just take it. I don’t want to owe you anything,” he said again impatiently. He didn’t want to throw the bills at her, but he needed her to take it so she could leave. With a sigh, he climbed back over the ropes in order to face the girl properly. Chansung reached out and took her wrist gently before stuffing the bills into her palm. “Here, /take it./” His tone was stern, indicating that it was the end of that discussion. “Now leave me alone. Please.”

@Taeyeon *blinks a little lost*
D-diary? Timetable?
What are those?
I just got here so Korean is a little hard for me

@CNU *chuckles awkwardly*
I'm sorry~
I can only speak Korean,
*thinks*
Did you get your diary?
*taps my chin*
and timetable?

@Taeyeon *blinks realizing you guys can't understand me*
*switches to Korean but stutters a bit trying to say it right*
Ah, Sorry.
I said my name is Luke.
That's all
*shrugs a little*
uhm, *bows tryingt ot think of what else im supposed to say*

@CNU *tilts my head in confusion trying to figure out what you're saying*
L-Luke???
*Minah whispers to me*
Minah: I can't understand him...
*whispers back*
I can't either
*continues to speak in Korean because English is hard for Taeyeon*
Ummm...?
Do you speak Korean???
*looks at you, rubbing my forehead*

@Taeyeon (found it lol)

*looks around as i try to remember what the room looks like*
This is going to take some time getting used to this place...*mumbles softly to myself as I look down in my bag for my phone*
WHy in bloody hell did i put it in here anyways?
*blinks hearing Minah introduce herself and the teacher dismiss us*
*follows her out in silence not sure if i should try speaking korean or not*
*looks around seeing people come out of the rooms once the bell rings and sees you run over to her*
*smiles a bit and nods introducing myself in English*
Hey, I'm Luke...
*blinks thinking I've heard your name before*
Hey Taeyeon, right? Have you ever been to the states?
For some reason I feel like i've seen you before...

@Luke Hemmings {{It's ok! I'm pretty bad at starters too ^^}}

*nudges my friend lightly showing her my phone*
Look at the teacher in room 5, Miku caught a pic of that.
*My friend giggle softly and then points at the door*
Friend: Newcomer alert, get ready.
*laughs quietly and whispers*
He's so not from around here
*friend takes a picture of you*
I could swear that I've seen him before...
*Teacher starts to talk*
Teacher: Could someone please show the new student around?
*my friend puts her hand up*
What are you doing?
*I ask, staring at her*
Friend: I wanna get to know him.
*she whispers and I sigh looking out the window*
Teacher: Minah can you take Luke out now?
*she nods and walks over to your desk*
Minah: Hi, I'm Minah.
*she smiles and walks out the classroom with you*
hmmmm....
*sketches in my book, after a while the bell rings and I go outside*
Minah!
*runs over to Minah and waving my book around*
I completed the comic sketc-
oh.
*looks at you and bows*
I'm Taeyeon,
you are...?
*tilts my head slightly handing my book to Minah

@Taeyeon *I walk into the huge university building looking at every map i get a chance to look at."_____, where's this damn classroom?" Grumbles to myself walking by another map and double checking to make sure im going the right way. Walks into about three different classes and get's directions for the class im looking for until i finally find it. Peeks in and looks around seeing class already started. Clears my throat and walks in, walking up to an empty seat.*

(sorry if it's lame. it's a starter so they may get longer after your reply)

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@Chansung (OMFG. LOL. TBH, I dunno. You know how some animes, they had this really side side character that's overly obsessed with the main character but doesn't over step the boundaries and starts to stalk? I guess something like that.)

Still staring at him, Hyosung broke out into a grin when he looked at her. For the whole five minute, she has been standing there staring at him and trying to burn the image of his abs into her brain. But of course, it wouldn't work. Why would it? Her brain never wanna work with her when it comes to things like this. She sighed out-loud and blinked when he stood up. Her eyes followed his movements and trace his lips when he spoke.
"Huh?.. Oh no! It's fine!" She said and grinned up at him.
Well at least he noticed her right? She asked herself and nodded happily, completely ignoring the fact that her presence is just aggravating him.

@Hyoseong < lol how crazy are we talking about here? I'll have chansung ready to run. :'D >

Was she still there? He opened one of his eyes. Yep, still there, waiting without as much as a peep. He couldn’t decide which was more unsettling, the incessant squealing or the foreboding silence. Watching him fight was one thing, but just standing here /staring/? That was another story. Getting to his feet, Chansung turned to face her. “I said thanks. What else do you want?” His voice betrayed his irritation. Women like her were so bothersome. How the hell was he supposed to know what was on her mind if she just stood there gawking at him? “I can pay you back,” he said dryly, hand loosely gripping the sides of his towel. That should be the end of it (so he can only hope.) Crouching down, he dug through the duffel bag to retrieve his wallet. Honestly, he should have just bought something from the vending machine from the start. “Here.” He held out a couple of bills to her, features indifferent. “Take it and go.”

@Chansung (Sh!t.. I forgot that I needa make her crazy in order for our plot to work. Ahahaha. xD)

Hyosung watched as he took the water bottle from her after a long hesitation. She smiled brightly at him and didn't even notice the jealous fangirls behind her.

The whole time he was drinking, she just stood there, her lips as she eyed his body figure. Hyosung almost melted as her eyes landed on his 6 pack. She longed to reach out to touch it but she has to restrain herself.

She didn't want to creep him out just yet. She needs to keep him here with her. For as long as possible until he got so used to everything. And maybe, that's when she'll make her first move on declaring him as hers.

Hyosung smirked a bit and nods. Yes.. That's a beautiful plan. Now, all she has to do is hope that he won't run when she starts.

@Hyoseong Chansung’s eyes lingered on the outstretched water bottle before drifting upwards to meet its owner. It was one of the girls from earlier. She was one of the few who hadn’t left, which was a little more than surprising. He considered declining, but the dryness in his throat protested. Reluctantly, he relieved her of the bottle and promptly unscrewed the cap before taking a long drink. More than half o f the contents were gone by the time he lowered the bottle. He studied her for a second. She didn’t seem crazy. She was decent-looking, a seemingly ordinary girl. It made him wonder why she didn’t have any other hobbies. Eventually, he answered, “Thanks.” Short and simple. Honestly, no other topics came to mind. Well, other than ‘could you and your friends please leave me alone,’ but he didn’t want to say that right after she gave him water. Instead, he leaned back against one of the ring’s pillars and draped a towel around his neck. The cold water helped a great deal, so he was privately thankful that the girl chose to stay. Chansung would be caught dead before admitting such a thing however. The last thing he needed was for this to become routine.

@Chansung Hyosung watched the match with interest, happily cheering for her oppa in her head, not wanting to distract him. She smiled as he focused back in his match and cheered out loud when he threw a successful punch. For almost a whole hour, she watched him without blinking her eyes, not wanting to miss anything important at all.

When it was finally over, she noticed that most of the girls had already left. Hyosung made a face of annoyance at how easily bored they were. When she noticed that Chansung had stepped out of the ring, she grinned widely and approached him.

Hyosung blinked when she realized what he was looking for and dug around in her bag as well before bringing out a water bottle.

"You were great today." She said to him softly and handed her only bottle of water to him, still cold from the time spent in the freezer this morning.

She smiled brightly at him and tucked a strand of hair behind her ears shyly.

@Hyoseong This time, he was focused. He didn’t make the same mistake again. Ducking past his partner’s outstretched fist, Chansung closed in with a powerful jab. The force of the blow sent the other male back a few feet. After a wince and grin, the latter eagerly stepped up once more. The two of them went about their dance, moving faster and more fluidly as time passed. His muscles tensed with each step and swing. Chansung concentrated on the sound of his opponent’s breathing, focusing on every movement. They’ve done this so many times; he could probably follow this pattern in his sleep. For a good forty to fifty minutes, he was able to block out the distractions surrounding him. Several of the girls, bored clearly, left within that stretch of time. Hot, sweaty guys beating up each other were always fun to watch, but that was probably entertaining for the first ten minutes. By the time Chansung’s partner suggested a break, the majority of the group had left, much to the boxer’s relief.

“Hey, I need to make a call. I’ll catch you in a bit.”

Chansung nodded wordlessly as his partner waved his cell phone and ducked out of the ring. Chest heaving and shirt damp with perspiration, he took a seat on the corner and began rummaging through his duffel bag for a water bottle—except it wasn’t there. Had he forgotten it? He distinctly remembered leaving his apartment with his bag feeling a lot lighter than usual. Great.

@Hayoung (Okay then~)

Hyosung watched as they throw punches at each other. She tilts her head and eyes widen as Chansung didn't react fast enough to dodge that punch. She gasped along with all the other females and she was so close, so close to running up there and asking if he was okay.

Of course, if she did that, she'll probably get thrown off the ring and maybe even out of the gym forever. She sighed loudly and watched him with large eyes.

Her eyes widened even more when her eyes met Chansung. She winced a bit at how cold his eyes locked. She bit her lips, close to tearing up and shook her head.

No. She mustn't tear up that easily. It's stupid just to cry over something like that. The others won't understand her love for him. No one would.. Except for the girls around her.

Hyosung smiled happily and nods. That's right... She had them. She sighed again and returned her attention back to Chansung and continued to watch him intensely.

@Hyoseong < nah, don't worry about it! lol I posted as hayoung for a sec. >

“Think of it as a real match.”

A right hook. It came in slow, easy to dodge.

“I bet there’d be squealing girls at an actual match too.”

Left jab. Fast. He barely blocked that one.

“And men. If you’re into that.”

What did he just—wham.

Chansung had to blink several times to clear his vision after the blow connected against the side of his head. His sparring partner was laughing his head off. Seriously, he didn’t know why they were friends sometimes. Chansung gave the other male an icy glare. “Yah! Are we here to spar, or are you just gonna talk?” He managed through his mouth piece. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say that his partner was enjoying this. Chansung was all too easily ruffled. Far too many things got on his nerves and the things he tolerated were few and far between. To most people, it was fun pushing his buttons.

He glowered at the chattering group of girls. Chansung had always ignored them in the past, but he was growing tired of their antics. Didn’t they have anything better to do? School? Clubs? Boyfriends? His eyes locked onto the newest arrival, a girl with auburn hair and a dreamy look on her face. With a disdainful grunt, he raised his fists and returned his attention to the man across the ring.

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@Chansung Hyosung grinned as class ended. She quickly stood up and grabbed her bag, ready to cheer on her oppa again.

"Guys, I'm leaving first. Got a meeting to attend." She said and winked at her friends.

Her friends groaned loudly, knowing fully well that she's going to go bother that boxer in the uni gym. Hyosung runs to the place just in time to see her oppa put on his gloves. She stopped dead in her track and bite her lower lip as she wanted him move around.

"God, he is fine.." She whispered softly to herself and joined the rest of the fangirls.

"He is so fine isn't he?" Another fangirl replied and Hyoseong nodded in agreement.

She stared at Chansung as he stared at his partner. She somehow regret starting this "club" and sighed. Maybe it was a really bad idea by posting posters everywhere in this school saying that there's this really smoking hot guy in the gym. She groaned at how stupid she is and mentally slapped herself.

(I hope this is a good length.. OTL.)

@Hyoseong “Do you think they’ll be here again?”

Chansung grimaced. “I hope not.”

The gym here was perfect. It had everything he needed and then some. The location was convenient and it was usually quiet during the day since most of the students were in class. Usually. He didn’t notice when it first started. The girls just seemed to congregate by themselves. At first it was just a few, but now there were enough of them to form a sizable club. (He suspected it really was a club at this point.) Frankly, it was embarrassing. His sparring partners and coach never hesitated to about it. If it wasn’t for the attractive location, he wouldn’t have stayed. Then again, the budding ache in his temples was starting to convince him otherwise. The moment he stepped out, he spotted the group, already whispering and giggling. A playful slap on the back from his sparring partner caused Chansung to scowl.

“Right on time, huh?”

Ignoring his partner’s comment along with the girls’ squeals, Chansung hoisted himself over the ropes and into the ring. He slipped in his mouth guard and pulled on his gloves, effectively tuning out the background chatter.

/walks into class and sits down, ready for a long day of lectures and lessons

/steals v-card/