𝐒𝐊𝐙 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

BLUES : MINSUNG

" i shouldn't have stayed up till so late drawing portraits..but.. they call him Prince of the Campus for a good reason..!" han thought while rushing down the street. as he ran, his round glasses almost threatening to fall off the bridge of his button nose. he panted, trying his best not to be late to lecture.

the art student with a slight yet devastating tendency to get awfully lost in his portrait studies ends up late, and therefore ignores all notices hung up in front of his lecture hall that read " computer science ".

he tried to sneak  in fast but as quiet as possible but takes his time to get out his several cases of art supplies, a sketchbook and a notebook. as he got all his stuff out, he neither noticed the longing stare of someone lingering, nor the fact that the presentation shown has nothing to do with topic of the lecture he was supposed to attend.

" psst.. dummy, you're in the wrong class.. "
minho lightly tapped jisung's head with a pencil, flicking his forehead slightly while jisung winced softly, rubbing his slightly red forehead.

his eyes widened as the reality of what had just happened sunk in, reddening his cheeks and the tips of his ears in embarrassment.

" o-oh! sorry hyungie.. i'll go now.. thanks.. bye yuh!"
jisung stammered, quickly grabbing his things and rushing out of the room, earning a concerned glance from the professor before he continued his lecture.

??? POV :
i touched his forehead.. i almost got to touch his soft hair...
i think im falling in love.

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" ahh!! han jisung, that was so embarrassing... "
jisung's cheeks were still coated with pink as his heart beat gradually stopped hammering against his chest.

it has always been that way, jisung messing up a little here and there due to his clumsiness and carelessness. minho was somehow always there whenever he needed him to be.

he can't deny the fact that his heart rate would pick up whenever he saw the elder, his hair messily styled yet he pulled off almost every look. his adorable bunny teeth and his sculpted nose. most importantly, jisung loved minho because of his heart.

but minho doesn't love jisung..

they were roommates, who co-existed with each other. much like mutual tolerance. on the first day they met,minho had requested for jisung to stop talking since the elder had never liked small talk.

the older was someone who worked in silence, never one who liked disturbance that would only delay the progress of his work. minho was a perfectionist, someone who never allowed for failure or any imperfections.

hence, they never really talked. only speaking to each other when the elder felt like it, or when he needed something.

??? POV
if only he knew how much I love him..

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minho clutched the paper in his hand so tight it started to crinkle and crease. his other hand was balled into a fist as tears threatened to fall.

he couldn't believe it. anger and disappointment settled in his stomach, creating an uneasy feeling. it was the first time..

the first time minho didn't score 100 on his test.

he wanted to bawl his eyes out.. or rather bawl out someone else's eyes instead.