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a few weeks have gone by, and soobin still hasn’t gotten used to the urban legends class. he’s just staring at the whiteboard, dumbfounded. the professor hasn’t said anything in ten minutes, but no one has even shifted in their seat everso slightly. looking behind him, soobin sees every single other student staring into their laptops. they’re probably too busy playing 2048 to realize their professor has passed out or maybe died right in front of them.but that’s not the worst part. he’s sandwiched between two pretty, very loud and annoying boys. fortunately, only one of them bothers him constantly. unfortunately, it’s yeonjun.(or, soobin takes the dumbest class known to man. if he knew it would have gotten him stuck in a roach infested hotel room on a school night with the weirdest people he’s ever met while the reincarnations of various urban legends hunt him down, he would have taken intro to ladders instead.)