On The Pulse- Chapter 1: King of the Scene

"Oh Sehun! Oh Sehun! Oh Sehun! Oh Sehun!"

The reverberation of the crowd's cheering only made Sehun's blood pump faster. The exhiliration he felt throbbing inside him was almost like a drug that he already knew he was getting addicted to. With a sea of lights ahead of him, every bead of his perspiration being watched and photographed and squealed over, Sehun knew right now, in this very moment, he was a God.

People worshipped his every move, and why shouldn't they? He was the King of Dance. The best there ever was. Michael Jackson, may the brilliant man rest in peace, and with all due respect, had NOTHING on him. He was the greatest dancer in the world and that was what made the huge smirk on his face unremovable.

"Oh Sehun!"

Yes, chant my name.

"OH SEHUN!"

Music to my ears, the most glorious chorus of angels-

"YAH SEHUN! GET THE F*CK UP!"

A violent yanking of sheets resulted in Sehun having a very rude awakening coupled with some expletives mumbled in annoyance.

"You kiss your mother with that mouth?"

"Shut up asshat."

Chanyeol chuckled, already used to his roommate's rather unique terms of affection for him. As he watched Sehun yawn and scruffle his messy bed hair, which made him look like a 5 year old, he folded his arms and quirked a brow.

Groggily rubbing his eyes, Sehun noticed Chanyeol just observing him with a look of bemusement.

"What?"

"Look at the time, sunshine."

Sehun frowned and reached under his pillow, grabbing his phone. Pressing the home button, his screen and the numbers 8.52 flashed before him.

"F*CK!"

Scrambling out of bed, the panicked boy raced to his wardrobe, grabbing whatever pieces of clothing he could get his hands on first. Chanyeol maintained his posture and his amused grin, shaking his head as he watched Sehun check to see if his clothes were matching properly first even though he only had 8 minutes to class.

"My dear Sehun, you have less than 7 minutes to get to class, and you're still checking to see if your clothes look good. Amazing."

"Image is everything, and I have a repuation to keep up. I can't walk around looking like you."

Chanyeol's grin immeditately turned into a frown. Looking down at his bermudas and oversized sweatshirt, he pursed his lips and folded his arms even tighter.

"Mock my fashion, but we both known underneath the clothes is what matters. And in that department, I'm unbeatable."

Sehun didn't even bother to reply as he rushed into the bathroom. He didn't have to turn and look to know that Chanyeol had pulled up his sleeves and was flexing in the mirror.

And no, it was not because that was how well he knew Chanyeol even though they were best friends.

It was more from the murmurs of "Yeah it's okay Channie", "You're hot, he's just jealous" and most importantly, "I mean just look at these guns" that was what gave it away.

Yup, just another day of Sehun being Sehun and Chanyeol being Chanyeol.

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"So I heard you were late for class again?"

"It's Sehun, the interesting news would be when he's actually on time for something."

As Sehun slapped Baekhyun across the back of his head, Jongdae laughed which made Baekhyun frown at both of them.

"Hey! You're the one who was late to class, why am I being punished?"

"Because you're being an annoying little s*hit, like you always are."

"You're my boyfriend, you're supposed to be on my side!"

Jongdae stuck his tongue out at Baekhyun, and the latter returned the action, still rubbing the back of his head.

Watching the couple banter was always amusing, and Sehun couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy that they both were able to find love with each other. Well, it wasn't like Sehun couldn't get a significant other if he wanted to.

He just had to snap his fingers and at least 20 girls would flock to his side in an instant.

Even at the current moment, as Baekhyun and Jongdae continued arguing with each other at their table, a group of girls a couple of tables away from them in the cafeteria were openly oggling at Sehun. He even managed to hear how one of them "would eat a sock for him", which nearly made him spit his milk out at the absurdity.

So yes, getting a girl theoretically was not the problem.

The problem was that he didn't want a girl.

He wanted a boy.

Because Oh Sehun, and Dance God of Lykos College, was gay.

Very, very gay.

And while it was not something the school or its students didn't approve of, as seen by the very open displays of affection being completely normal between Jongdae and Baekhyun when they were not bickering their heads off, it was still something Sehun was afraid to let out.

He had worked himself to the bones to get to where he was today, his populartity and title of being the best dancer in the school did not come easy by any means. He simply could not fathom how broken he would feel if word got out about his uality and people viewed him as lesser than the man he was.

Reputation was everything to Sehun, so love just had to take a backseat.

"Oi, where's Chanyeol?"

"Music practice."

"Ah, why!? He was supposed to have lunch with us! This was supposed to be a celebratory lunch for surviving the first year of college and beginning the next one!"

"Jongdae, you should know by now Chanyeol doesn't give a f*ck about us when it comes to music. He missed my birthday dinner last year to finish up some composition. That meatbrain doesn't deserve our friendship, we're too good for him. And honestly, we- OUCH! YAH!"

Sehun, who was sitting opposite Baekhyun, could see Chanyeol walking up to the table and standing behind Baekhyun as he bad-mouthed him. And of course Sehun knew Chanyeol was going to slap him across the back of his head, which was why he decided to not say anything to oblivious Baekhyun.

There was something inherently satisfying about seeing Baekhyun get hit.

"Too good for me? You should be happy I even interact with you, do you know how hard it is to put up with your loud-a** mouth?"

"MY loud-a** mouth? Have you even heard yourself in the gym? It's like you're wanking yourself off whenever you work out. Ohh yess, yesss! That's it, aw yeah!"

"Enough with the s*x noises Baek."

"Well you weren't complaining last night."

And that was how Byun Baekhyun received his third slap across the back of his head in the span of just 10 minutes.

As Baekhyun continued complaining and Chanyeol high-fived Jongdae for his brilliant and much-appreciated slap, Sehun's phone buzzed.

Leader Yixing: Today's session starts an hour early since it's audition day for the freshies. Sehun, don't be late. The rest of you, see y'all later.

"What is it?"

"Dance starts an hour earlier today to audition the freshies."

"Ooooh, new meat. Can we come watch?"

"Please don't refer to our juniors as 'new meat', but sure since it'll be an open session."

Jongdae, Baekhyun and Chanyeol all nodded and agreed to drop by the dance studio later. Auditions were always fun to watch according to them, but Sehun usually found them boring.

There were either mediocre dancers with the potential to become good, or really lousy dancers who were deluded to think they had a shot. The only good part about audtions was when Yixing called Sehun up to showcase the quality expected of the dance squad. There was something about seeing the look of awe and inspiration in the eyes of aspiring dancers whenever they watched him dance which made him feel special.

It was one of the best feelings in the world.

"So do you think there'll be any golden eggs later?"

Sehun shrugged, picking at his peas and looking contemplative even though he knew the answer in his head.

"I doubt it. We hold auditions every few months and every time, it's mostly the same standard. Numerous lousy ones, a couple of promising ones and maybe 1 or 2 ones that just about live up to my standard. But never anything mind-blowing so, I'm just expecting the same thing later."

"Well, you never know. Maybe someone will come along later and surprise you."

Sehun raised his eyebrows at Jongdae, a small smile gracing his lips as he thought about how improbable that was.

It took a lot to surprise Sehun.

A lot.