Kim Hyunbin's Story

Yu Seong - Seong

"Seong, wake up!"

Seong groaned as he heard his sister's voice shake him out of his sleep. The young male was not a morning person, and hated to be waken up any time before noon. Half-tempted to just go back to sleep again once his sister walked off, he pulled himself into a sitting position, knowing that going back to sleep would not be a particularly good idea. After all, he had promised Jaewon and Hyunbin that he would meet the two of them at school today, and, frankly, while the two older males were his friend, Seong was terrified of them. Then again, Seong was generally terrified of just about anyone who was older than him.

The thin male rolled out of bed and rose to his feet, lifting his arms above his head and stretching out his back. His hair, thankfully, wasn't that messy, since Seong had had the foresight to put it in a braid the previous night before falling asleep. That was rather good, since it meant he wouldn't have to spend half an hour fighting with it. This meant he could get ready fairly quickly, which made him feel rather relieved, looking at the time on the clock.

Ten minutes later, Seong was sitting on the floor in a complete split, leaning towards one ankle as he brushed his hair out. Seong was flexible enough that this was as easy as breathing for him, which is why he was currently more focused on the fact that his hair was being annoyingly wavy rather than focusing on the fact that he was sitting in a position most guys cringed to just think about sitting in.

Once his hair was untangled, he rose up from his split and calmly strolled over to the closet, pulling one arm across his chest in order to stretch it as he did so. Seong had a habit of incorporating his dance warm-ups into his morning routine, purely because it saved him time.

Soon, the thin male was dressed in white skinny jeans that appeared to be uncomfortably tight - although, apparently, Seong found them quite comfortable, considering he wore similar pairs almost every day - a white t-shirt, and a loose white poncho with Aztec-esque patterns on the shoulders. This was a typical outfit of his, one that most of his friends saw him wearing at least twice a week.

Grabbing a cereal bar and his backpack, Seong dashed out of the house, knowing that he would be late to school if he stopped to eat a full breakfast. This small breakfast didn't really matter to him anyways; Seong was on a diet since he felt he had to lose some weight so that he could be skinny enough to look good dancing. Seong always felt that something was wrong with him; that he wasn't skinny enough, that he couldn't dance well enough, that he wasn't intelligent enough. No matter what people said to him, he was always just incredibly insecure.

He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, and stopped walking for a moment in order to try and pull the iPhone out of the pocket of his skinny jeans. Somehow, the thin male always seemed to be able to do the impossible and fit his phone into the pockets of his jeans; he just could never get it out of his pockets quickly.

To: Yu Seong & Kim Hyunbin
From: Lee Jaewon

If you need me, I am in the classroom.

Seong sighed, before typing back a quick message.

To: Lee Jaewon
From: Yu Seong

k.

While Seong was quite a decent writer, and occasionally a bit of a grammar-Nazi, his texting skills were atrocious. Despite having a nice iPhone capable of typing out long messages, Seong always used as few letters as possible and seemed to disregard just about every rule of grammar. Of course, since his messages were generally understandable and got to the point quickly, most people didn't care about Seong's texting skills. It was really just his sister and parents who got annoyed.

The thin male arrived at the school, walking in through the large front doors just as the first bell rang. Beginning to panic slightly, worrying that he was late, Seong sped up his pace, hurrying to his classroom. Despite being a year younger than his two best friends, he was in the same class as them due to his birthday being just before the age cut-off. Of course, he had some different classes, such as gym - which he actually exchanged for a private study hall in one of the back gyms so that he could practice dancing rather than do whatever the other classes were doing - and his electives. But, for first few periods of the day, he shared classes with the older two boys.

He walked into the classroom, and spotted Hyunbin and Jaewon sitting at their usual desks. Appearing to suddenly shrink in size - Seong was always so timid around the other two males - he quietly walked over, sitting down in his desk. "Good morning..." he murmured, pulling out the notebook he would need for the class and a pencil.