The school hallway was a chaotic symphony of lockers slamming and students chattering. Among the swirling crowd, a new whisper began to take root, spreading faster than the morning announcements.

Wooyoung's eyes widened, a look of disbelief crossing his face.

Nearby, San was leaning against a locker, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he watched the commotion.

Wooyoung pushed through the crowd, heading straight for San.

San offered a knowing smile, leaving Wooyoung stunned as he turned and walked away, the school's whispers now seeming to follow their every move.

Wooyoung groans as Jongho shakes him awake. Wooyoung rolls off the bed, hitting his head on the floor. He sits up, eyes closed, rubbing his head.

Jongho produces a bag from behind his back and places it in Wooyoung's lap. Wooyoung looks at it with confusion. He and his ex, Heeseung, despise each other. Heeseung, known for his ability to lie and manipulate, was once a significant part of Wooyoung's life. Their relationship was intense, but Heeseung changed, becoming abusive, manipulative, and a serial cheater. Heeseung's actions left Wooyoung deeply hurt, and despite once loving him intensely, Wooyoung eventually ended things, standing up for himself. Ever since, Wooyoung has felt a profound sadness, often seeing Heeseung at school, with both avoiding or quickly breaking eye contact. Heeseung has tried to talk to Wooyoung, but Wooyoung always walks away without a reaction.

Wooyoung and Jongho walk to school. Jongho chatters about something, but Wooyoung doesn't listen, hands in his pockets. They are housemates but have no romantic relationship.

As they enter the school building, Wooyoung realizes Jongho is no longer beside him. He looks back to see Jongho laughing and talking with Yunho, a popular and rebellious student who is part of San's gang. Wooyoung has no interest in any of them.

Wooyoung enters his classroom, noting a new seating plan on the board. He frowns, realizing he won't be sitting with his best friend, Yeosang. An arm suddenly drapes over his shoulder.

Yeosang's eyes widen as he spots the new seating plan.

Yeosang runs out of the classroom. Wooyoung is puzzled by the "good luck" until he sees his own name next to "Choi San" on the board. San is already at the desk, writing or drawing. Wooyoung huffs, knowing he can't skip class. He walks over, places his bag under the table, and sits next to San. San looks up, meeting his eyes.

San puts an arm around Wooyoung's shoulder. Wooyoung shoves it away. San chuckles.

San fake cries, then laughs. He gets no reaction from Wooyoung and grows annoyed.

San whispers, then resumes writing.

Wooyoung pretends not to hear him.

Wooyoung ignores him again. San fumes, then grabs Wooyoung's face, forcing him to make eye contact. San moves closer to Wooyoung's face.

Wooyoung pushes him away and turns his attention back to the lesson. San doesn't speak to or look at Wooyoung for the remainder of the class, much to Wooyoung's relief. Wooyoung walks to his next lesson, and his phone vibrates. He checks it. A message from Yeosang makes his eyes widen. He freezes.

Three images are attached. The first shows San forcefully making Wooyoung look at him, with their faces close, appearing as if they are about to kiss. The second shows San with his arm around Wooyoung's shoulder. The third shows San whispering in Wooyoung's ear, looking like he's about to kiss Wooyoung's cheek.

A typing indicator appears.

Wooyoung drops his phone. He picks it up and sprints out of the school building, heading home. He slams the door shut, leaning against it, panting. After catching his breath, he removes his shoes and goes upstairs. In his bedroom, he throws his bag on his desk chair and sits on his bed, gripping his hair. He lets out a loud groan and stomps his foot, feeling on the verge of tears. His phone vibrates multiple times. He picks it up and checks the messages.

Wooyoung sighs, placing his phone face down on the bed. He feels like crying, convinced he can't return to school anytime soon. He blames San. He picks up the present from Heeseung, still unopened. He unwraps it to find a cardboard box, sealed with many layers of tape. He discards the wrapping paper and eventually pries open the box. Inside is a fluffy red box. He opens it, revealing a letter. He takes it out, unfolds it, and reads. His eyes widen, and he frowns.

The LETTER (VOICEOVER)

Wooyoung rips the letter into tiny pieces, scattering them. He throws his phone on the floor and lies down on his bed, quickly falling into a deep nap.

INT. WOOYOUNG'S BEDROOM - DREAM SEQUENCE - DAY

San's hand trails around Wooyoung's waist. Wooyoung smiles as San picks him up. Wooyoung wraps his legs around San. San throws him onto the bed, getting on top and smirking. Wooyoung quickly unbuttons San's shirt. San unzips Wooyoung's trousers. They kiss. San's tongue slides into Wooyoung's mouth. Wooyoung moans. San's hand goes into Wooyoung's trousers, rubbing fast. Wooyoung opens his eyes, seeing San with his eyes closed, deepening the kiss. Wooyoung closes his eyes again, feeling a strong surge of desire. San quickens his pace. Wooyoung arches his back, moaning. San kisses down Wooyoung's neck, smirking as he rubs even faster. Wooyoung moans louder, feeling a wetness.

Wooyoung wakes with a jolt, sitting up. His hair is messy, his eyes heavy and tired. Jongho stands there.

Wooyoung is indeed telling the truth.

Jongho leaves, shutting the door. Wooyoung takes a deep breath, leaning back against his headboard. He remembers his dream with San, feeling a confusing mix of embarrassment and arousal. He hates San. Yet, thinking of San made him blush, his heart racing. He looks down at a visible bulge in his pants. The dream has left him feeling incredibly aroused. His pants feel tight and wet.

Wooyoung unzips his trousers, taking them and his boxers off, throwing them to the floor. He gets under the covers, lying on his back. He sighs, accepting what he's about to do. He thinks, "Fuck you San," but the thought only makes him redder. He places his cold hands on his aroused body.

Wooyoung lay on his back under the covers, naked. He considered if he should really be doing this. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and thought of San. His hands moved down, touching his hard cock, making him flinch slightly at the cold contact.

Uncontrollably, he began to rub and massage himself. His breathing quickened, and his eyes remained tightly shut as he pictured San. He started rubbing faster and faster, letting out a quiet moan.

Suddenly, he found a rhythm and a spot, rubbing faster there. He arched his back, his head falling back in pleasure, and he began to moan loudly, forgetting he lived with someone. He then started circling the outside of his cock, moaning as quietly as he could, though it was difficult.

He rolled onto his stomach, taking a deep breath. Should I really be doing this? he repeated to himself in his head. He shrugged and added a finger inside himself, moaning loud as he gripped the cover with his other hand. Imagining it was San's member inside him, he added two fingers, wriggling them around as he struggled to control his breathing. It felt incredibly nice but also painful.

He started scissoring himself, unable to help being loud.

Suddenly, he felt a knotted feeling in his stomach. He wondered if this was normal. He quickly took his fingers out, and a gush of white liquid exploded forth. He looked at his fingers, seeing the white liquid dripping. He groaned, exhausted.

He got up and peeked out the door. Luckily, Jongho was not in the hallway, having said he was napping. Wooyoung grabbed some pajamas and ran to the bathroom, locking himself in. He washed his hands until they were clean and smelled nice, then took a shower to rinse himself off. After his shower, he stepped out, feeling refreshed. He dried himself before putting his pajamas on and dried his hair until it was shiny.

He left the bathroom and returned to his room, clicking the door shut. He quickly tidied his bed, making sure no white liquid remained and that it smelled clean, then put on a new duvet, pillow, and cover.

After all that work, he fell onto his bed and sighed. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. He couldn't believe he had just done that, all while thinking of San. Wooyoung was confused how he had done it, yet he still felt the urge to rip San's head off or beat him up to knock some sense into him. He sighed as he got under the covers and fell asleep.

Wooyoung slowly stirred and woke up. He rolled over, lying on his back, and opened his tired, heavy eyes. He had a sore throat, a headache, and a slight stomachache. He rubbed his eyes and scratched his head before sitting up. Leaning against his headboard, he grabbed his phone from his bedside table, taking it off charge, and checked his notifications.

Wooyoung got annoyed. That was it. He was booking a flight to America, moving there, and never returning. Even if he tried to stop this 'rumor,' it probably wouldn't work. It wouldn't stop; it was everywhere. He felt overwhelmed. He went on Instagram, and the first images he saw were of him and San. He scrolled, and the only images he saw were of him and San. He quickly closed Instagram and sighed.

It's Heeseung. Heeseung, it's all your and San's fault. I hate both of you.

He was really annoyed. He went on TikTok. His For You page was normal, but when he checked his classmates' accounts, people were even making edits of the pictures. He closed TikTok as well.

Great. Just great.

All of a sudden, he received a message from an unknown number. Confused and nervous, he pressed on the message.

San didn't type for a while. After a couple minutes, he started typing and sent a message.

And with that, the unknown number, San, went offline. Wooyoung sighed as he changed 'Unknown number's name to 'San the mountain'. He put his phone aside, jumped out of bed, and went downstairs. Jongho was not in sight; he had either gone out with friends or was still asleep. Wooyoung got some food and quickly ate at the table.

After eating, he stood up, placing his plate in the washing-up bowl. He quickly did the washing up, then made his way to the living room, collapsing on the sofa. He turned the TV on and started to watch a Korean drama series on Netflix. He fell asleep halfway through episode 3.

Wooyoung woke up as Jongho was shaking him. Wooyoung sat up, his hair messy, his eyes heavy, tired, and a bit sore. He looked around to see the television was switched off and he was on the sofa. He looked at the clock on the wall; it was 1:00 AM.

Wooyoung groaned and rubbed his eyes.

Wooyoung knew it was true.

Wooyoung stood up and dragged himself upstairs. He slammed his door shut behind him. He turned his bedroom light off, and as soon as he got comfortable under the covers, he fell asleep.

It was 1:20 AM. San was drinking a cup full of different kinds of alcohol. He chugged it down. Once he finished, his eyes looked heavy, and he felt like collapsing as everyone around him cheered, clapped, and shouted. The music was very loud. San was at a party hosted by his friend Seonghwa, who lived alone. Everyone soon moved away from San to do their own thing. San put his cup down and walked to the sofa, falling onto it. Suddenly, a hot girl walked towards him. He sat up, looked at her, and smirked.

She sat next to him and fixed his hair. He leaned in and pecked her on the lips, and she chuckled. San often dated girls but would break up with them the next day, becoming mean, making fun of them, and doing other things, much like Heeseung.

Everyone was too drunk to remember the dating rumor between San and Wooyoung, except Heeseung. He suddenly walked over to San.

San's eyes were heavy, but he just mumbled 'mmm' before standing up. Heeseung put an arm around San and helped him walk. They walked out the front, outside, and Heeseung shut the door. They sat on a bench on the porch. No one else was out front, and it was dark and cold, though the music could still be heard clearly. Heeseung cleared his throat and smirked.

San looked at him confused and tilted his head.

He was very drunk.

Heeseung was being cruel towards San.

San's eyes closed, and he passed out, fast asleep.