Minghao stared at Yanan who was pacing back and forth trying to plan on how to escape from Junhui before Junhui could get his hands on Jihoon's guitar while drowning into his memories.
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"You fucking bitch! Who do you think you are to be able to hurt Junhui like that!" Yanan spat at Minghao while throwing a punch at his jaw.
"Who do you think you are to be telling me off about this, Junhui probably thinks of you as a stranger who just hangs around him. Junhui never told you about his problems or talked to you about how he was having a hard time, he obviously doesn't think of you as a friend." Minghao hissed back while kicking him in the torso, making him lean on one of the walls in the alleyway for support. It was more like a pool of blood than an alleyway.
"Bitch, he probably had his reasons or maybe he didn't but that's not the point here. The point is that you hurt Junhui, who is literally on the verge of killing himself. Why didn't you comfort him instead of shouting at him and scaring the shit out of him?" Yanan managed to croak out with a bit of sorrow in his tone as he thought about Minghao's words. Did Junhui really not consider him as a friend.
Yanan shoved Minghao towards the other wall, making him crash into it with a ton of force. It made his head bleed, staining the wall with blood.
"I DIDN'T HURT JUNHUI, JUNHUI HURT ME, JUNHUI HURT US!!" Minghao shouted out using up most of his energy while he winced in pain. "HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT US AT ALL! HE DOESN'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT HOW WE'D FEEL IF HE KILLED HIMSELF! HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT HOW WE'D FEEL IF HE HID HIS FEELINGS FROM US! HE DOESN'T THINK THAT WE'LL BE THERE FOR HIM TO HELP HIM OVERCOME HIS PROBLEMS! HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT THE HARDSHIPS WE'LL FACE IF HE KILLED HIMSELF! HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT OUR FRIENDSHIP!"
Minghao fell on the ground in a sitting position and leaned against the wall.
"I never thought I'd say this but I agree with you." Yanan whispered back while the floor swallowed him up as he slowly plummeted to the ground.
Just like that they sat in silence, waiting for the pain to wear off and the blood on their extremely white uniforms to dry up.
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"Hey bitch! Meet me later today, we need to talk." Yanan ordered in a serious tone while waving his hand in front of Minghao's face, around his eyes to get his attention.
"Yeah we do." Minghao replied lazily.
Chiring Chiring Chiring Chiring (Imaging the phone ringing in call call call).
"UGH WHY DO WE HAVE TO GO TO ASSEMBLY NOWWW, I JUST MANAGED TO GET JIHOON"S GUITAR AND IT TOOK A LOT OF HARD WORK." Junhui exclaimed making the two turn around and smile fakely trying to cover up the amount of tension between them.
The three of them walked to the hall, getting a lot of stares from the other people, targeted at Junhui thanks to his authentic Vernon style outfit.
The 3 of them walked into the aisle of seats trying not to step on peoples toes as they tried to find free seats. Yanan took the first one that was available in the aisle leaving Junhui and Minghao to walk to the other end of the aisle. After a lot of hard work Minghao and Junhui finally got to sit down and they were able to be next to each other, unfortunately for Yanan he had to sit next to a stranger.
Junhui wanted to get to know Minghao better but before he could start a conversation Minghao took out his earphones and plugged them in, clearly not wanting to engage in conversation. He was a bit sad that Minghao wouldn't talk to him but he didn't think much of it and took out his phone and started playing games.
