I wanna ruin our friendship// Minsung

Chapter 2

"I love you." Minho says with loving eyes.

"Aww. I love you too hyung!" Jisung says with loving eyes. "You're my bestest friend. Why wouldn't I love you?"

Minho's heart skips a beat. Fuck. Not the reply he wanted after saying I love you.

"Mm. Same here." He says with a shaky laugh.

"I'm turning on music now." Jisung says clicking things on the dashboard of Minho's car. Suddenly, "I wanna Ruin Our Friendship." Comes on and Jisung and Minho sing along.

Little did Minho notice how Jisung was looking at him singing the lyrics.

"Jen darling you're my best friend
But there's a few things that you don't know
Like when I borrow your lipstick so often
And I'm using your shirt as a pillow case
I Wanna ruin our friendship
We should be lovers instead
I really know i shouldn't say this
Cause you're really my dearest friend.."

After the song went off Jisung looks at the elder.

"You weren't even singing the right lyrics." He complains.

"I bad at Wnglish." Minho says in chopped up English.

"Shush." Jisung says playfully punching Minho's arm.

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Han Jisungs story is not really known by anyone. People have always seemed to not care for him so he never had a reason to tell them about his personal life. But his story is sad, so who would want to hear it?

He grew up in a family who was never financially unstable, but they lacked in other ways. Such as the loving standards. His dad was never home because he worked for a big company and he was always on business trips. But when he was home, his parents were always fighting.

Reason one why he never believed in love.

School in Korea was the hardest for him. He never got anyone's standards. One time he asked his teacher why only girls could wear skirts and make up, the kids made fun of him for it. He had no friends in Kindergarten up to third grade.

Reason two why he didn't believe in love.

After kindergarten in Korea his mom sent him out of country to Mongolia. She said since he was lonely here he'll make new friends there. He learned the language. But made no new friends. Then was sent back to Korea by third grade.

Reason three why he didn't believe in love.

When he made it back to Korea he met a boy named Hyunjin. He didn't like him though. Hyunjin was to stuck up. He didn't like it.

Hyunjin would bother jisung then when Jisung talked Hyunjin would look at him disgusted. Plus Hyunjin was the rich, rich type. He hated that.

He then met a boy from the 5th grade. He still remembers that day like it was yesterday.

3rd Grade.

Jisung was walking down the halls.

"Guys look It's Han Jisung! The fag who wanted to wear a skirt to kindergarten class." A boy says.

"Doyoung! Stop that's mean." Another boy about Jisungs age says.

"Jungwoo, it's fine. He's just a fag." Jisung guesses Doyoung says.

Jungwoo looks at his feet.

"Don't call him a fag." A taller boy says stepping in front of Jisung.

"Oh if it isn't Lee Minho." Doyoung smiles. "You're a fag now too?"

"We se older than him. We should be setting an example." Minho says.