real or fake? | mashikyu treasure (mashiho and junkyu)

ten , pity + HUH?! probably doyoung's fault ...

its early in the morning , all mashiho can do is to space out.

due to what happened yesterday , he felt mixed emotions. he felt thankful because junkyu helped him. he felt loved because of junkyu. he felt pity because he feels like he's stubborn because of how he treated and said NO to junkyu when junkyu asked for a favor. and when its his turn to ask for a favor , junkyu agreed easily. its not fair for him , he felt bad.


doyoung arrived "hey hyung. how did it go yesterday with junkyu?"

"it went well , thanks to him ... he did good"

" ... why do you seem so down?"

"nothing , i just felt bad for junkyu"

"what? why?"

mashiho explained it otherwise.

"wait hyung. are you somehow ... into him???"

mashiho gave him a grossed look "what? what are you talking about? ofcourse not. i just felt bad to him , and now im into him?"

doyoung chuckled "im just joking"

"whatever" mashiho stood up.

"where are you going?"

"to the canteen" mashiho replied and walked away


-

mashiho is on his way to the canteen , whistling while walking. he furrowed his eyebrows when he's suddenly thinking of something

"are you into him?" doyoung's words is what in his mind


'screw this. ofcourse im not. that's just the deal. we're enemies , we barely talk?' mashiho thought.


he arrived into the canteen , purchased his snack and went out. he saw junkyu , he must be on his way to the canteen , meanwhile mashiho is on his way OUT to the canteen.

junkyu is looking on his phone so he clearly can't notice and see mashiho , so he just blew it off and walked away.

while he was walking , he scoffed.


'im into him? that? junkyu? that guy? i barely know him. its just the deal that we had yesterday with my grandma. what is doyoung even talking about.' he thought.


now that he realizes something "yeah im not into him and im denying it , but why the heck do i keep thinking of it?"

he keeps on walking , he's a little bit pissed now , not that pissed. its because he keeps on thinking that , and now that makes him delusional. now he saw junkyu again , he thought he's on his way to him. but he's not.

junkyu waved to him with a smile "good morning mashiho" and just walked away

mashiho was slightly confused , he can see that junkyu is holding his phone and holding some binders.

mashiho just looked into him even though junkyu is already far away from him.

mashiho snapped out of it and he was confused now that he realized , "why am i staring at him? what the heck?"

he was froze with confused face. doyoung , who came down from the stairs , arrived.

"yo" doyoung said while bringing his hands up , as if waving to him

doyoung went closer to him

"am i really into him?" mashiho asked himself with a grossed out face.

"who?" doyoung asked.

mashiho just glared at him "this is all your fault doyoung-ahhhh" he groaned

"what are you talking about?" doyoung replied

"earlier when you said if i am into junkyu , i cant stop thinking of it and now i look delusional as hell" mashiho said

doyoung chuckled "wait really? what did you do?"

"i did nothing. nothing at all , i just saw him just now and he waved to me and walked away then i stared at him even though he is already far away from me" mashiho replied , rolling his eyes.

"that's normal"

"what?"

"that's normal hyung. if you're into him" doyoung replied

"you're making me crazy right now!" mashiho grabbed his collar , ofcourse , jokingly.

meanwhile doyoung is just laughing , clearly enjoying mashiho's annoyed face.

due to the two's blooming chaos , the teacher called them , either of them. more like mashiho

"can you send this to the theater club? its a box of props"

mashiho let go of doyoung's collar.

"okay sir." mashiho answered , he grabbed the box that is not too little nor big. its like a medium looking box.

without wasting anymore time , he waved to doyoung and went away.

-

mashiho arrived into the said theater club , he asked some students where it is located. he was surprised that there's a club like this. the school is so big so we cant blame him.

mashiho knocked into the door , the door opened , revealing a girl infront of it.

mashiho smiled "hey , the teacher said i should send this to the theater club."

mashiho lend the box to the girl.

the girl smiled "okay. thankyou for this , wait for a while. i need you for a favor. just send this to the teacher" the girl walked inside to get something.

mashiho nodded and waited , he heard something inside , he knew that the voice is familiar. he peeked a little to see.

he saw him , ofcourse , him. kim junkyu.


'i never knew he's in this club , he looked like he's a type of person who is not into theatre.' mashiho thought.


mashiho snugged that thought and continued to wait. he is whistling due to boredom.

he still can see junkyu inside even though he is not peeking anymore. he can see that junkyu is deeply focused on his work , and he keeps on communicating with his workmates too.



"he seems enjoyable to be with." mashiho said , not too loud and not too quiet.

"also , ofcourse. i'm not into him , everything doyoung says is ridiculous" mashiho mumbled , but its kinda loud , maybe the person who's beside him can hear it.



the girl came back and handed mashiho some binders. "give this to the teacher who gave you the box earlier."

"okay." mashiho replied.

"thankyou"

mashiho nodded and turned around , continued to walk away.

meanwhile , junkyu looked to the side to see mashiho walking far away. he has been looking and listening to mashiho all this time.