𝖬𝖨𝖭𝖲𝖴𝖭𝖦 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒.

[☹︎]visitor

"Jisung, you have a visitor." Jisung looked up from his knees, shocked that anyone had even come to visit him.
He sluggishly got up from his bed and followed the doctor into the visitation room, shocked to see..
Lee Minho.
The person who brought him into this shithole.
He sat down in the chair across from Minho, not making any eye contact.
"Jisung...i'm so sorry—"
"Shut up. Just tell me what you want and make it quick." Jisung spat, already annoyed by Minho's words.
"I'm gonna get you out of here, i promise." Minho said, making Jisung look up in surprise.
"You..will?" Jisung couldn't help but feel surprised, especially since it seemed that everyone had forgotten about him.
Right, everyone had forgotten about him..
so what was the point of getting him out?
"You shouldn't waste your time. Nobody wants to be involved with me anyway." Jisung's expression turned cold, and he started fidgeting with his fingers again.
"Nobody? Jisung, you don't know how much that hurts..i care." Minho replied, taking jisung's hand.
jisung quickly snatched it away, crossing his arms. "when is this over?"
"You've become so cold." Minho said, standing up and grabbing his jacket.
"No!" Jisung held his hand out towards Minho, making him turn around.
"Get me out of here. Please." Jisung said softly, tearing up.
From then on, Minho visiting Jisung everyday, to check on him.
He sometimes even brought him gifts.
It was like back in high school.
But all of this didn't make all of Jisung's resentment towards Minho waft away.
He was still angry at him for landing him into a mental hospital.
He was still angry at him for not visiting even when he first came here.
Jisung just figured he had moved on from him.
I mean, who would want to be with a psycho?
Minho didn't even hold hands with Jisung anymore.
Whenever he'd try to reach for his hand, Minho would snatch it away and pretend he was scratching his neck.
Jisung was scared. He knew Minho was slowly falling out of love with him.
And he feared that he was too.
One day, Minho came in holding a large bouquet of flowers, and handed them to Jisung.
"I got you flowers." He said, rubbing his neck and looking away.
"Oh, thanks..i don't know if i can take them to my room, though.." Jisung replied, hiding his smile.
"Jisung, i need to tell you something." Minho said, avoiding eye contact with Jisung.
"Oh..sure, what is it?" Jisung asked, preparing for the worst.
"Me and Seungmin..we're..um..dating." Minho said, looking down.
Jisung's heart immediately broke.
"So..were you with him this entire time..?" Jisung asked quietly, fighting the tears that were on the verge of coming out.
"Yeah..i'm sorry i didn't tell you sooner.." Minho said.
Jisung's mood immediately switched, turning from sadness to complete rage.
"So you were just playing with my feelings this entire time? I thought we had something. But of course, i can count on you to force me into a mental hospital and then start fucking my best friend." Jisung threw his flowers at Minho and stood up, keeping his eyes shut so that the tears wouldn't come out.
"Don't come back. I won't see you." Jisung walked out of the room and back to his bed, finally starting to let the tears come out.
He sobbed into his pillow, not being able to get rid of the sadness he felt.
He was stuck in here for 6 more months, and the time he had already spent here went by slow.
He couldn't believe it. A year of his life wasted, dating someone who never cared about him in the first place.
It was Minho who forced him into the car, putting on the seatbelt while Jisung cried for him not to. It was Minho who lied about Jisung being schizophrenic and attempting to kill his own friends, who all denied this, yet he got a year stuck in this hospital.
Jisung regretted talking to Minho that day. He regretted believing his lies, the lies that he was gonna get him out.
Eventually, Jisung tired himself out and fell asleep, making sure to flip his pillow over so he wouldn't sleep on the teary side.

After 6 more months, Jisung finally got released. He felt free again.
He went outside and saw Felix waiting for him, and his face instantly lit up.
"Felix!" Jisung ran over to his friend, hugging him tightly.
"Hey, Jisung.." Felix hugged back. But something about his tone gave Jisung a bad feeling.
Jisung pulled away from the hug and took a good look at Felix. He could tell he wasn't doing too great.
"Lix, what's up? Why do you look like that?" Jisung asked worriedly.
"It's Minho..he..he's gone.." Felix broke into tears, covering his face with his hands.
"Gone..? What do you mean, gone?" A tingly feeling started to cloud Jisung's stomach.
"Dead! And it's all my fault..i shouldn't have asked him to come over.."
Jisung didn't know how to feel. He didn't know how to react, or what to say.
But it felt like his world had come crashing down.
Again.