Yellow - in darkness can be found || Minsung fanfic🌻🍋

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Back to Jisung POV

"Hyung wait for me!" I yell through the corridor but Minho just keeps on walking. I sprint forward, bumping into multiple people on the way. "Hyung wait." I grab his shoulder and he stops. "Jisung I'm in a hurry." He clenches his jaw not turning around to face me. "Wha- but it's impor-" I grab his shoulder again. But instead of just stopping, he turns around rapidly, pushing me against one of the lockers and grabbing both of my wrists. "I said that I'm in a hurry." He yells, his face being dangerously close to mine. I gulp, forgetting what I was about to say and just stare at him with wide eyes.

"H-hyung your e-eyes." I stutter out. He immediately takes distance, blinking rapidly a couple times before turning around and walking away, not saying anything for the rest.

"Goodbye then..." I whisper, fully aware that he could've never been able to hear that from here. It seems like he doesn't want to talk to me so someone else will tell him that I'm gone then.

I sigh and turn around, walking towards my last class for today. My last day. I'm leaving soon, I'm leaving everything behind. It's just for two months, at least that's what you told them. Yeah but it's too long.

I shake my head, I communicate with the voices in my head too much, even tho they aren't always bad, sometimes they're helpful and nice, I even named them. 'Na-moo' when they're nice and 'Timothy' when they're annoying again. Doesn't really make sense but I'm used to use them for some reason, just like people are used to their pronouns or name.

I step into the classroom, one of the only classes where I barely know anyone, I know one boy, well talked to him once but I never got the chance to catch his name.

I sit down in my seat in the back, throwing my backpack on the floor and resting my head on my arms.

It's your last day, you know you're not going to be able to see them again.

Ever.

Yeah Timothy I know that.

Then why did you lie to them about coming back, you know you aren't.

Because I can't bare to see them sad.

I close my eyes, blocking out the voices in my head and slowly drifting off into a deep sleep which lasts until the bell rings.

I yawn loudly, getting up and grabbing my backpack before walking out.

But then I remember.

My breathing gets heavy, my heart catching up with it. My eyes widen and I just stand still.

And that's when I realize, his eyes were purple.

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If anyone remembers the purple eyes thing?👀