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Classes were dismissed at four in the afternoon.

This is the time where I walk out with Jisung to the station. We would walk out of the school together.










But he's gone.



Where even is he?

I just went back from the washroom and He's already gone. I'm sure I was quicker than I usually do and he's supposed to be waiting outside the restroom doors. I waved at everyone, I asked them where'd Jisung go?

Today must've been too much, even I, have no breather to even ask for a report on what I did last night with my drunken spree.

Rio simply said that Jisung left right away without saying anything to them, She still looked pissed, but that could wait. I mouthed to Stephen that I'll look for him and they can go ahead. Jae and the others just gave me pats on the shoulders uttering "Thank you for your service."  This ain't the military my man.

I went for a scourge and my guts were right.

I found him at the rooftop, sitting at the railings.


I immediately grabbed him, in fear, knocking him off backward and we fell on the floor. He looked at me with shock, He toppled over me and I was under him.










"Oh-






Hey, Binnie?" He tilted his head.




He lifted himself up extending his arms to support himself, hovering above me. The sky behind him looks like a beautiful canvas acting as a backdrop of portraiture. Damn he looks gorgeous this close.


"How'd you get here?" He asked not minding our position. He's not heavy at all. It's just my heart quickened its pace, making me uncomfortable.

"M-Mamang gave me a key too, I said to her I was looking for you." 

"You're always looking for me." He gave a slight chuckle, patted my uniform, casually leaned his head on my chest and laid there.

My heart raced even faster, I'm sure he can hear it by now. I was not sure whether to push him or not, I don't even know where to put my hands now, lying on the stone-cold floor. He was comfortable like that. "It's beating so fast. Were you running?"





"Jisung." I called out.




"Hm?...why are you here?" He asked innocently as if he didn't know why.


"I'm here for you. What else is there?  were gonna walk to the station, right?" I reminded him that it's that time of the hour where we go home.


"Should I move, now?"

"I don't feel like moving." He asked his tone rather playful, as if he isn't sitting on the edge earlier.




Today has been a ride.

"Stay as much as you like." I shook my head and rubbed his back.

"Thanks." He said, still unmoving, The breeze was cold yet his body feels so warm. Instead of moving him away, my hands fell upon his tiny waist and hugged him. He held his breath on the contact and closed his eyes. He sniffles again. 

"What's up with you and Chan?"  I asked, shifting my gaze from him and stared up above the clouds.




"He was my boyfriend, obviously." He said his head leaning on me sideways. I'm not surprised, they radiated the energy of being a couple too much last year.

"He's my ex now."



"Already figured as much." I rubbed his back, his fist balled resting on my chest. Everyone knew it. We don't have to have them confirm it for us. It was obvious.



"Did he not treat you well?" I asked. Chan seemed like a nice guy. A perfect guy. A heartthrob and an athlete.


"I..."


He held it for a few good seconds.

"I don't know Bin-ah." His voice started to sound rougher than it was as he started to sob.

"We were just fine one day and the next day, he pushed me away."


"Maybe he was disgusted that I'm a guy or I don't know. Maybe I'm ugly and all- It took him days, Bin- just days...to get on with a girl. way too quick, way too easy."

"I'm such a knob."


"A fool."

"Stop saying such things." I smacked him lightly.

Of course not, I can still remember how Chan cradled him on that dare and on how he continued the kiss, without minding that Jisung is a guy. He wasn't even the least bit uncomfortable eating Jisung's face that night in front of us.

"Of course, he's not. I think he still likes you, But if what you say is the case, let him go. Ji. "


"Also, my dad beats me up."


My breath hitched and hugged him a bit tighter than I was supposed too. He cried and I felt a whimper escaped my lips as well. I couldn't imagine.



"I honestly don't wanna go home."

"I'll be quick as I can to change for work, I would even sleep at work if can, I would storm out of the house if I can." Jisung bawled.

Hearing it came all out of Jisung's mouth, I understand, and I can't blame him. Being reminded of what situation Jisung is currently facing or had to face, it sure is the wrong time to leave him on his own, no matter what the reason is. If Chan and him were couples, they should've been taking care of each other. Seeing Jisung now, I didn't think Chan bothered enough to know but if he knew, then that's even more fucked up.


"I am doing my best, Bin-ah. I really am" He said with his voice cracking and it broke my heart.

He's done well, but he should know he isn't alone.

I tried patting his shoulders but he flinched, not because he is startled, but because something is hurting on the part of his body,  and it made my heart heavier than it already is. I simply went for his hair for head pats.

"And you're doing great. Have you seen yourself on stage? You blow people away, people love what you guys do." I continued to soothe him. His band is getting famous. I couldn't offer anything else other than praise for the things that keeps him going.

"On the coffee shop? You make such delicious coffee, I still can't believe how much you've accomplished. Look at yourself. Han-ah." 


He lowered his face and I can't see his long lashes anymore.

"Don't hide. You're beautiful."  I told him. Even l. Something should get done about whatever causes him pain.



Jisung cried louder..



He cried and cried, I got up still holding him, repositioning ourselves so we'll be sitting down instead, My back felt cold. He buried himself on me hiding his face. His black nails that seemed so dangerous on the stage grappled at my clothes, It was weak.


I rubbed his back gently. It made me cry to see, my once cheerful playmate and  classmate, battered and crying endlessly, Since when have Jisung become so broken and frail.

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