#ksxsangmin

[taejoonks]

@ksxsangmin ; after adding some finishing touches, taejoon stepped back to look at his masterpiece proudly. there was truly nothing more juvenile than drawing a penis on someone’s locker, especially one that he didn’t even know whose it was, but this was admittedly taejoon’s best work so far. it was massive -- the drawing spanning the entire surface of the metal door, and he chuckled at the thought of the owner coming back to find it. taejoon decided he was going to stick around just to catch the person’s reaction, behind the safety of a pillar. just as he was about to turn around and head for that very spot, he came face-to-face with a very tall, very intimidating looking boy -- one that taejoon knew, not all too well, but just enough to know that he was about to be dead meat for crossing the line with the third year.

“oh,” taejoon’s eyebrows rose in surprise, “this is your locker?” his eyes started to dart around, trying to find a glimpse of any of his fellow troublemakers around. jinyoung? he tried summoning the leader of his clique, counting on the slim likelihood of telepathic best friend connection being a thing that existed. unfortunately, there was no familiar face in sight. fuck.

“so, uh, this is pretty impressive, huh?” taejoon pointed a thumb to the drawn penis he’d so carefully worked on earlier. “notice the shading. it’s especially good.” he was stalling, trying to find a way to outrun the underling.