Fics like you're a symphony (i'm just a sour note)

It must be a sign from the universe that the seat next to Peter Lee has become his designated spot. He’s not sure why the seat’s always empty. Peter’s totally normal, definitely not the type of person you’d swerve to avoid. He’s a good-looking, no, the best-looking guy he’s ever seen in the department. He writes his notes on his MacBook like a secretary in a high-rise corporate office, and smells like the expensive part of a Macy’s. Considering the amount of texting he does, Mark’s concluded he has a lot of friends, so he's not antisocial. The only natural conclusion Mark can draw is that the universe wants them to be closer together. One of these days, he thinks, he’s going to say something to him. (Mark's a writing major that can't write, and Donghyuck is straight out of a daydream. Mark feels like he's finally waking up.)

Fics like you're a symphony (i'm just a sour note)

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