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~ Seungmin Pov.

After talking to Sana, I didn't go back to the others but to the only place where no one would find me.

Whenever I needed time for myself or couldn't cope with the stress of everyday life, I hid downstairs at the school chamber where all kinds of materials were stored. There I always sat down on the stairs that led there although that was strictly forbidden to stay there.

But I didn't care. Teachers never came and if they did, the probability was pretty low. Because who wants to stay on a dark staircase, which was illuminated only by a weak and small lamp?

Completely drained, I settled down on the steps, pulling my legs as far as they would go to my chest and clutching them while my chin rested on my knees.

Never would I have thought that I would be sitting here because of heartbreak and then this heartbreak was also dedicated to the guy I had despised so much in the beginning.

Why him?
Why Lee Minho...

Without me noticing it, the first tears had already fallen. Cool tears that slowly ran down my cheeks and left a hot trail there, while I could taste the taste of salt on my lips.

Only my quiet sobs were heard in the quiet stairwell and now and then a crack that I could never explain. It was probably just the ancient light bulb.

My heart contracted with each sniffle, taking away any air I could breathe, while the lump in my throat grew more and more painful. It hurt so bad. So damn sore that I was afraid I would choke on it.

I just wanted it to stop, I wanted my feelings to stop.

Over and over again, Sana's words ran through my head. As she whispered them into my ear with a grin.

"That was the shirt in which Minho fucked me while he said to me how much he loves me."

I wanted to rip that shirt right off me, to throw it away, but I couldn't. This disgusting feeling, how the fabric touched my skin, how these words were repeated over and over again in my head.

My sobs grew louder and I felt like I was going to vomit at any moment. That's how disgusted I was by the words of this girl who didn't even really love her boyfriend. She was doing all this to mop me up, to show me how little I meant to Minho.

Could I blame him? Rather less.

After all, we hardly knew each other and if you looked at it that way, we weren't even friends. Just two classmates doing another a favor and then just being two strangers after that, like back then.

"Seungmin?"

I startled when I suddenly heard someone say my name.

At first I thought it was one of the teachers, since students usually never came down here. But when I turned around, I looked into the brown eyes of Felix, whose facial pressure changed drastically when he saw my tear-stained face.

Immediately, he came down the last few steps to me, sitting down next to me.
"What's wrong?" Felix breathed, stroking my back reassuringly while I avoided eye contact. I didn't want anyone to see me like this.