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the clock strikes nine. just like clockwork, hanbin walks through the doors of alpha, a bottle of vodka and a bag of chips in hand.

the house is alive with alpha freshmen; they scale large heights, race in and out of the house and holler anxiously at each other in preparation for the party. it’s a typical sight an hour before the event, and he reminisces his freshman days when he, along with kangwoo, jungkook and the other seniors, were tasked with prepping the house for the many parties that alpha hosts.

a low chuckle rolls quickly off his tongue.

it feels fucking great being a senior.

and so, amidst the chaos hidden behind the ivory walls of alpha, hanbin speeds towards kangwoo’s room undeterred and with a hop in his step.

nine o’ two.

“rise and shine, snowflakes, it’s time to party!” he bellows a few ways from kangwoo’s door.

hanbin bursts into kangwoo’s room to find that there, kangwoo stands donned in a swim suit and shirt that’s identical to his own. a proud grin sits on his face.