"Urgh, man, it's gonna be an idol school." Gyungho cursed as he uncovered his ears from all the screaming. Who the fuck was JB and why did all the women lose their minds? He only knew like ... Crayon? Out of the list. Not bad though he did think any rapper in an idol band was probably a sell out so he didn't overly respect them much.

As the crowd started to move, splitting up and going off to loudly fangirl and get excited, Gyungho turned and looked at Yujin.

"Wanna join me in college track? It's the only way you won't be idol dancing." Gyungho playfully did a bit of a routine he remembered from Tae before bursting into laughter. "You're gonna look like such a jackass! Can I come to all your dance classes? Pretty please!"