hot trig boys 😣 · Y/n story by @yunievxrse

The lecture hall buzzed with the low hum of a hundred conversations, fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow over the sea of worn wooden desks. The air smelled like stale coffee and old paper.

Jake

dropping his bag with a thud Well, well. Look who decided to show up.

He slid into the seat like he owned it, all sharp grin and sun-bleached hair. His accent curled around the words, lazy and deliberate.

Heeseung

appearing on your right, chin resting on his palm She's always here, Jake. You just never notice because you're too busy looking at yourself.

Jake

snorting At least I look good doing it.

Heeseung didn't look up from you. His eyes were dark, patient, with that little smirk that meant he already knew something you didn't.

Heeseung

Problem set's due Friday. You done?