𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥 ♡ MinSung

Ch. 3

As school let out Jisung hurried to get out as soon as humanly possible, but it was hard with the large crowds in the hallways pushing him about.

He was supposed to meet his one and only friend at a Cafe in the middle of downtown, but would be late if he took any more time getting out to the building.

Considering the earlier incident however, he made it clear to himself that he would do anything not to see any of the boys in the group.

Jisung didn't have time for a black eye, and he was pretty sure that there was already going to be a large lump on the back of his head from when he was pushed.

He weaved through people nearly bumping into quite a few along the way, but when he actually made it out of the building he let out a huge sigh of relief.

He continued to walk to wards the big gates that guarded the front of the school, but when he spotted the Jeong-Hoon and his guys hanging out right by the left side he knew he had to do something else.

They would throw insults and try to shove around everyone who was leaving through the gate, making Jisung want to retreat back into the school.

There where people absolutely flooding out of the doors however, and he knew he wouldn't make it. He decided that he would try and sneak out with the big crowd of people that was leaving.

He jogged forwards and got in with the group, hoping that they wouldn't realize he had snuck by.

His plans fell apart rather fast though, when the crowd started pushing around and Jisung ended up getting accidentally shoved out to the left.

His shoulder bumped into someone, amd when he looked up, he realized just how bad he had fuck had up. He was standing there looking up at the 6'2 giant named Jeong-Hoon.

"Do you mind?" He asked pushing Jisung by the face, back into the school grounds, so that if he where to leave, he'd have to pass by them again.

"I'm trying leave." Jisung had the balls to say, but when he saw Jeong-Hoon clench his jaw he knew he shouldn't have said anything.

"No, I think you're trying get your ass beat infront of everyone." He grinned, using his idex finger against Jisungs forehead to push him back.

In a moment of panic, realizing how screwed he was, Jisung blurted something out that he thought might protect him, "I'm Minhos property, don't hurt me!" Jisung took a large step back as the boys head swiveled to look at Minho.

It kind of hurt Jisung pride to say that out loud, but he would much rather have that then a broken nose.

"This true?" He asked.

Minho nodded in response.

"What's his name then. I've never seen you play with him." Jeong-Hoon asked seeming kind of mad that he wouldn't get his fun.

"His name... I don't actually know. I refer to him in my head as Toy 9." Minho shrugged, "I never bothered to ask." He didn't even seem the slightest bit scared.

Jeong-Hoon groaned looking back Jisung with a death glare, "Then we shall call you, Toy 9. You deal with him Minho, if I can't."

Minho shook his head, "Its honestly not as fun as it looks. It doesn't ever cry when I make fun of it."

It kind of hurt Jisung that he was being reffered to as 'it', but it was probably better than being beaten up.

"Fine, get the fuck away from me." Jeong-Hoon grabbed Jisungs sweater and used it as leverage to toss him through the gate.

. . .

"You're late." Felix pouted as Jisung took a seat on the other side of the booth.

"I got held up with.. stuff." Jisung heaved a sigh, recalling how he had been scared for his life only half an hour ago.

"Well what? You better have a damn good reason for making me wait." Felix scolded before he took a sip of his hot tea.

Jisung took yet another sigh, but explained the events of his day painfully.

Felix didn't go to the same school as Felix, and they where friends from elementary-- back when Jisung was an extrovert, so he wouldn't know who the group of boys was.

Jisung never really talked about them, because they were kind of like a shadow in his life, and he didn't get much involved with them other than the occasional bullying from Minho.

Jisung didn't particularly have an opinion on the rest of the boys, but it was probably worth mentioning that Jisung had a slightly huge crush on Minho for whatever reason.

He was just different from all the rest of them, and didn't pick fights that he didn't need to.

"Wait, wait, wait, this Minho guy, is he the same one that you have a crush on?" Felox asked leaning forward.

Jisung took a moment to think of his answer, but inevitably nodded, and doing so, confirmed Felix's worst fear.

"No Hanji.." he said like he was disappointed in him, "You like the guy that picks on you? The man that beats people up after school..?"

Jisung sunk a little further into the cushioned bench, "It's not exactly like that..." he said sheepishly.

"It is though. I thought better of you hunny. I really did." Felix shook his head, "I just don't understand how you could possibly like this guy. He sounds like a dick."

"Hey!" Jisung hushed, "He is not, so don't swear like that."

Felix just kept shaking his head, "I think I might have to beat this guy up... I think I do..."

"No!" Jisung said immediately, "If you beat him up, all four of them will beat you up. Terrible idea. Two of them are over 6 ft."

Felix sighed, "Thats a pity..."

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