Stuck With You || Stray Kids ✔️

J1

Everyone says breakups with significant others hurt more than anything. I disagree. I think losing a close friend hurts even worse. Especially if they were your best friend.

I watch as Tian whispers to our other friend Jun. The whispers pained me. Tian was supposed to be my best friend, yet he kept everything from me.

It wasn't like this before.

I get that he doesn't have to tell me everything; everyone has their own secrets. But the fact that he whispers everyday to Jun hurts. He does it right in front of me, sometimes glancing my way. It felt like he hated me. Like he was talking down on me. I could just feel it.

We haven't hung out in months. When we did, Jun and Changbin were there. It was a group hangout. A week before Christmas. Just to exchange gifts, that's all. And they still whispered to one another while Changbin and I were there.

Changbin's Home - December 18th

Changbin and I share glances with one another as the other two giggle in each other's ears. We were in the middle of a game, and they were fucking whispering to each other. Bin and I were completely out of the loop. I bit my tongue, not wanting irritation to show.

I picked up my phone, texting to Changbin.

Binnie Boy

wtf

ikr
i should kick
them out tbh.
i'm pissed.

bet.
have your sister
call you about a
family emergency
and they gotta leave.
i'm sick of this shit.

BET.

And the two ended up leaving that night. I stayed, saying that my parents were gonna pick me up. They weren't. Obviously.

Fuck, I feel sick even thinking about this. It hurts so bad. To know my friends of years were assholes. How do I even let go of that shit? We had grown bonds. Good ones. Only for them to dissipate in the wind. How do people change so quickly? Or did I just not notice them separating themselves from me? From us?

I hold my head in my hand, the chill of my finger tips taking off the edge of my headache.

"You okay?" Changbin questions, setting his hand on my arm as a concerned gesture.

"Yeah, headache."

"You need something?"

"No, it's not bad. I just need some air."

"Only ten more minutes of class."

Right. History. Pay attention, Jisung.

I flip through the textbook, getting lost within the pages. A spike of nausea shot through me; that was one of the many symptoms of anxiety for me. Fucking great.

I stare at my hand, trying to force it to be still. It was almost blurry with how much it was shaking. The tremors wouldn't go away for awhile, not until I could get some air.

History was our last class. We got out two hours early on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays because we were taking college classes. Fortunately for us, it was Thursday. That meant we didn't have class today.

The bell rang soon after. My book was already closed and in my bag. I wanted to get out of here.

"Hey, do you guys want to have a party? We're going to invite the girls." Tian picked up his bag and slung it over his shoulder.

I look over to Changbin. I don't have a girlfriend. The rest of the them do. The girls are all within the same friend group too. Wow, I really am a loner. A bisexual loner. What a fucking joke.

"I don't care," I state bluntly. "I'm going to go to the bathroom. You guys choose whatever."

I could feel Tian and Jun glare at me while I walked away. I didn't want to talk to them. Today was a bad day.