Dongju walked down the hallway, Soeho not too far behind him. “Dongju, you never told me you liked guys.” “The topic never came up.” Dongju simply said walking into the classroom. “Mr. Lee, Mr. Son, you’re late, take a seat.” The teacher said coldly. “Sorry Mr. Min.” Dongju said, hoping to have the slightest mercy from the teacher as he was a good student. “Oh, it’s quite alright, but you’ll be serving detention for thinking I would have mercy. This is school, top priority.” With that the lesson continued. Dongju still enjoyed every second of it. After an hour of Science, which in Dongju’s opinion was too short for such a spectacular subject, the class ended. Students basically flew to History class, thrilled that Science ended. The students plopped in their seats ready for the long lectures about deceased people.

  “History, an important topic, without History we would know nothing, yes Mr. Yeo?” The teacher pointed at Hwanwoong. “But we could just learn new things and make our own History.” “Well yes, but without the History we now know it wouldn’t be the same.” “How so?” “It’s all self explanatory.” “It’s really not.” “Do you always pick a fight with your teachers?” Mr. Kim asked. “It’s what I do.” Hwanwoong answered. “Well stop, being a nuisance isn’t gonna give you an education.” Hwanwoong looked offended. “Mr. Kim, why don’t you take those words and shove it up your ass.” Hwanwoong said through gritted teeth. Mr. Kim slammed his hands on the desk. “That’ll be detention, for the rest of the month.” Hwanwoong glared at Mr.Kim who cleared his throat and adjusted his glasses. “Sorry class, but that's what happens, not just when you insult me, but any elder for that matter. Now back to History.” Mr.Kim bickered about wars and many other uninteresting things. Finally the class ended with the sound of the bell.

Gym class came right around the corner. “Punch me.” Hwanwoong said. “What busted your balls?” Geonhak asked. “Mr.Kim gave me detention for the month.” Hwanwoong said, covering his face with his hands. “Don’t they serve detention in his room?” Geonhak asked elbowing Hwanwoong while raising his eyebrows up and down. “Ew! What the hell is wrong with you?” Hwanwoong asked, slapping Geonhak's shoulder while laughing. “Dude, come on. You say you’re straight but you’re gayer than me and Keonhee combined.” Hwanwoong fell back dramatically on the bleachers in the indoor gym. “Am I wrong?” “No…” Hwanwoong mumbled. “You just got me five hundred bucks.” “Did you seriously bet on my sexuality with Keonhee?” “What kind of friend would I be if I didn’t?” “Uh I don’t know, a good one maybe!” Hwanwoong said sarcastically. “And for your information, Mr.Kim is hot as shit, I was gonna try to seduce him, but I see the way you stare at him.” “How can you see me looking at him if you’re never in class?” “At least when I bother to go to a class.” Geonhak said.