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Defining Deviant [Chapter 1] Tuesday, November 8, 2011




The pavement was covered with water. Raindrops fell from the sky like rocks and the trees swayed back and forth as if it was dancing to the rhythm of it.

I was doing the same thing as the trees are. Instead of dancing to the raindrops, I was dancing to a song by, well, my group. Teenz on Top is what we call ourselves but we shortened it to Teen Top since it's easier to spell and pronounce.

Moments later, I drew my dancing to a halt. Water...I desperately need water. I'm totally parched.Tired, I leaned my back onto the wall. It wasn't long enough until I was slowly sliding down onto the floor.

"Here" A bottle of water was right in front of me. The person who was holding the bottle was no other than our precious baby in the group, Jonghyun.

"Thanks" I said as I took the bottle from his hands, rapidly opened the cap and drank the water briskly, allowing it to quench my thirst.

I then looked at Jonghyun, who was still squatting in front of me, smirking. Kids, I don't get them sometimes.

"Yah! Why are you smiling?" I jokingly pushed his knees and accidentally (lie) made him fall.

"Ouch!" Jonghyun's hand reached his bottom and he began to rub them as if he was trying to rub the pain away.

"What did you do that for?"

"For that weird smile on your face just know" He snorted then got off to flirt with Changhyun.

I used the back of my hands to wipe away the sweat that was dripping down my forehead. Then, I looked over to the left side of the room. There, I saw Byunghun. He was hard at work with his rapping.

This may be shocking but you should probably know that people sweat when they rap! Yes, they sweat, ladies and gentlemen. You don't just sweat when you exercise, you also sweat when you talk (with a hint of tone) insanely fast.

My eyes were locked on him. I can see his shirt sticking onto his pale white chest, the tips of his hair is dripping with sweat and his face was absurdly wet.

My desires to jump on him grew more and more. I shook the thoughts out of my head and grabbed my phone and immediately began to write a message to my extremely close friend, Park Kyung, or better known as Kyung (or fans call him cucumber) the lead rapper from Block B.


To : Kyungy
hey kyung, u shud rlly see my dorm mate when he's rapping. hes even hotter than you lol 8D

I pushed the send button and put the phone back into my bag, setting it aside for a while.  In the meantime, why don't I bother someone, like hmm...Minsoo while I wait for Kyung to reply me.

Hands on the floor for support, I got up and ran baby steps to Minsoo hyung, who was rapping with Byunghun, and pulled his left hand's pinky. 

Lazily, Minsoo turned his head and asked, "What do you want?" as he stopped his rapping. As if the two of them was playing follow-the-leader (Minsoo was the leader), Byunghun stopped to and put the water bottle he was using as a mic down.

The way he looks at me with those captivating eyes of his was just breathtakingly alluring.

My body went numb. Minsoo who was still having his eye on me asked once again for what I've came to him.
"I err can I b-borrow your cap, Minsoo?" I was dumbstruck as I tried to search for words. I quickly threw my eyes away from Byunghun and I looked at Minsoo.

Sighing, Minsoo took of his cap and put it on me, followed by a pat on my head.

"Now go play with Daniel or something. Byunghun and I need to practice" Minsoo pushed my back and sent me off. I could've swore I heard Byunghun's giggles as Minsoo shooed me away.

I went back to my bag and took out my phone. On the screen was a picture of an envelope. I immediately opened my messages.

From: Kyungy

haha very funny you always make the best jokes. we all know that I'M the HOTTEST rapper around here.

Kyung wasn't convinced. Thankfully, I know just the way to assure him that Byunghun was kind of hot. A smirk slipped onto my lips as I plot on how to persuade Kyung in believing my words.


From now on, the writer's note is gonna be in grey, since I love that colour because it's unattractive(like me) and all. Wheeee~ I apologise for any errors. JSYK, it's 4am and im writing this luls. you must be asking why did I choose kyung over zico and all the other members.well, it's because zico and all the other members doesnt match up well with chanhee and kyung is perfect for him so tahdah! kyungji <3 well excuse my shitty editing but my world doesnt revolve around photoshop,k? i use other programs too, ya know (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻