@ksxtaeyun
hoetaek hates this. really fucking hates this. the one duty as stoner second in command that they dread ever having to do. and honestly, they almost never have to do it. for one, the stoners very rarely get into any trouble with other cliques, not to mention the fact that it’s usually somin who deals with any shit that might arise. but somin’s busy today and some inferior asshole had decided to start a fight with one of hoetaek’s underlings. normally hoetaek’s advice is to ignore dickheads who try to start shit, but they’re protective of those closest to them, and there’s no way they’re letting the black eye this kid had come to them with pass.
so here they are, wasting precious time that could be spent with a joint and a nice cup of coffee, marching through the school in search of eun taehyun. it takes a while—where do those damn inferiors hang out anyway for fucks sake—but hoetaek finally tracks the leader down, a lot angrier than their usual chilled-out, conflict-avoiding self would let themself be.
“hey. eun taehyun. I have a bone to pick with you.”
hoetaek is significantly shorter than taehyun, and probably doesn’t look too intimidating with the giant sunflower clip they’d tucked into their hair that morning, but they’re not fazed. they stare taehyun down with a murderous glare and lock their arms across their chest.
