Why So Lonely? || Minsung 1/3 ✔️

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I stay quiet the rest of the night. When we wake up, Minho tells me I shouldn't go to school. I get in his car anyway. He drives us. We walk to my locker, then our class. I sit there, listening to the teacher, taking notes.

I go through the next two classes, sitting quietly in my seat. Changbin tries to get me to speak to him, but I only stare. I couldn't comprehend what he said, so it doesn't matter.

I make it to lunch, dragging my feet through the halls, ignoring my surroundings. Lunch wasn't fun. They all just looked at me, so I left to the bathroom until the bell rang. I felt like an outsider everywhere. I felt like I was doing everything wrong.

I go to my English class with Felix. He tries everything. Never knew I could keep my eyes open for so long.

"Han Jisung, the office is calling for you," Mrs.Lee says, waving me off to go.

That was when I blinked. I turned to look at Felix. He had deep wrinkles on his forehead, proving to me that he was worried. I don't know what about.

I stand, not bothering to grab my bag. I walk through the empty halls, my steps echoing back and forth. I open the door, immediate anxiety hitting my heart. It was as if it brought me back down to earth.

"Hey," Heetuk waves. "I brought you a coffee."

I just stand there, unsure what to do next. Why is he here? Why did he come here? Does he not realize he's making everything worse? Does he see the damage he's causing? Quickly snapping out of it, I take it from his hand that was extended out.

"Um... thanks."

"Yeah. I'll see you at home then, okay? I can always pick you up or something too. Just offering."

I nod, glaring holes into the ground. "See you."

"Bye. Love you."

I was stunned, my feet locked into place. He waves again, leaving through the front doors. Turning, I walk out, my own arm oddly distanced away from me while holding the coffee like it was the most disgusting thing I'd ever touched.

I go to a trashcan, dropping it in and feeling no remorse for it. I head back to class.

Once inside, I take my seat.

"...are you okay? You look sick," Felix questions, setting an arm on my shoulder.

I open my mouth, my lips trembling. I couldn't say anything. I was breathing heavily. My vision was blurring. My heart beat was banging in my ears.

"I have to go."

I grab my stuff, running out of the classroom, not stopping even after the teacher yelled my name. I run through the halls, my sneakers squeaking lightly.

"Jisung?"

Just. Keep. Going.

I hit the front doors of the school, escaping the prison. Run faster, Jisung. Run until your legs hurt. Run until your chest burns. Run until you feel like dying.