her? ⇢ chensung ✔

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it had been 2 days since that incident, and heuningkai could tell that there was something seriously wrong, as he had been noticing jisung's demeanour ever since the very uncanny situation he found him in.

jisung sounded like if he was going insane. he heaved heavy breaths at times even when he was not doing anything, almost as if he had breathing problems or something. that theory was debunked as heuningkai had queried chenle whether he had any sort of problem, to which a concerned chenle said a clear no.

jisung's head started convulsing on its own, which sometimes terrified heuningkai and even the teachers, and mr bang who cared so much for the students, had asked him several times on whether he should seek help, which he always refuses.

heuningkai knew something was gravely wrong, but he denied it every time he brought it up.

meeting with chenle at times gave him some sort of insight on what was going on in their dorms, and the fact that jisung usually gave him a cold shoulder immediately after classes ended, which goes away after a long time.

it hurt chenle, so much. he was not the same jisung he loved so much, he wanted to help him not only for his well-being, but also for himself as it was affecting him too.

heuningkai merely gazed at jisung like a lost puppy when he walked inside the classroom and threw his bag on to the table, his hands shivering. jisung covered his hands up with the sweater he wore, making sweater paws as he fidgetted with his fingers.

"ji...you fine...?" heuningkai asked, expecting a very vague answer like he usually does.

jisung turned his head to look at him, his expression indicating that he was about to break down. instead of his usual shallow and insincerely happy replies, he stuttered out something that would actually make sense. "j-just the exam stress...nothing else..."

unlike what he thought, heuningkai was not gullible enough to hear the same lie over and over again.

heuningkai stood up and snapped at jisung, reaching his final limit. "ji, i get it. i'm just a fucking joke to you that you can literally say anything to make me believe you. i know that it's something else! and you can fucking get help for that!"

instead of defending himself on a hopeless lie, jisung flinched as he drooped his head down, his hands shivering even more. tears started to fall out of his eyes, but didn't say a single word. heuningkai snapped back into his normal trance as he sat down, leaning on to him as he nervously held his hands with his.

"l-look, i'm sorry i was angry at you. it's just that...i don't want you to be this distraught about something like this. i can ask soobin-hyung to help you in math if you want. is that alright?" heuningkai started, his tone laced with concern.

(a/n: i suck at sarcasm.)

it took jisung a while to process all of what he said in his mind, and so as to hide his own turmoil, he beamed at his best friend sadly, trying to break off this argument. "t-thanks..."

"my pleasure-" heuningkai cut off the sentence as he noticed a vermillion stain on the blonde's arm, tinting his sweater. without saying a word anymore, he pulled jisung's arm towards him, and uncovered his arm to see a fresh wound, dripping with blood.

heuningkai looked at jisung in horror, glancing over at his...coping mechanism. "ji...what is this? why...did you hide this from me?!"

snapping into his normal defending self, jisung pulled out of his grasp, hissing in pain as he did. he took his bag and ran out of the classroom, not even giving heuningkai time to react. he ran out to nowhere, bumping to people everywhere till he reached the sophomore classroom, crashing into the door in the process.