Emotions< Nothingness //Minsung

Ch.6

While everyone ate Jisung felt eyes on him. Of course people were curious about him so they maybe peeked at him but Jisung could tell the person was hardcore staring at him. It was of course Minho, his cold stare was soul piercing.

Jisung looked up and made eye contact with Minho. Jisung held his stare almost asserting dominance. Minho looked back down at his food a moment later.

Jisung felt somewhat achieved he was able to win a staring contest....kinda.

Minho just listened to the conversation around him.

-"Hey Jisung where are you from?" Jeongin asked.

-"Oh I'm from District 4." Jisung answered.

-"Oh that's cool. That's really far." Jeongin said. Jisung nodded.

-"Where do you live? In the most not creepy way at all." Seungmin asked.

-"I live in the 0325 apartments floor 3." Jisung giggled. Minho thought the little giggle was sweet.

For some reason Jisung was quite interesting to Minho. Minho's never been the type that gets intrigued by people but Jisung had something about him.

It's like something was hidden behind his happy eyes and those scars on his wrists and hands. Minho felt the need to find out about them. What happed to Han Jisung so many years ago?

Once lunch was over a Jisung made his way to free period, Minho close behind him.

Han was seated by Minho because of course he was. Jisung just pulled out a book it was How To Kill A Mocking Bird. He had only just started it but it was good so far.

Minho was just on his phone. What was the pleasure of being on your phone if you can't laugh at funny TikToks? Jisung had his hoodie off again, just giving up about hiding the scars in front of Minho. Minho didn't have the balls to bring them up anyway. He's only said like three words to Jisung.

As Jisung read he ran his fingers over the scars on one of his wrists. It was a habit he's picked up, he usually tends to do it when he's focused.

-"Stop doing that it looks like it hurts." Minho spoke Jisung was startled by the sudden voice.

-"No it doesn't hurt. It feels like I'm touching nothing." Jisung whispered giving his arms a bit of a disguised look, then hiding his hands under the hoodie on his lap.

-"Ah okay. You don't have to hide them from me. I don't mind." Minho said.

-"We'll even if you did mind you wouldn't show it. You're like talking to a brick wall, Minho." Jisung spoke. The older seemed to grow a amused look in his eye.

-"You're like talking to a television." Minho retorted, well tried too.

-You know what? I'll take that as a compliment. So thank you." Jisung pouted crossing his arms. The older boy just stared at him.

-"I know if you had emotions you would laugh." Jisung said a bit of sadness in his voice.

-"Maybe I would." Minho whispered.

Jisung looked back at his book and begun to read again.