Am I Crazy?

Looking forward to you

It had been two weeks since Chan and his buddies had even come near Jisung, ever since the incident in the bathroom they stayed away. When Minho finally found out it was Jisung in that bathroom he was furious, and he wanted to kill the guy who tried to rape him. Don't get me wrong when passed in the hallway Chan would shoot him death glares or make him flinch by even the slightest movement from the boys.

It had also been every day Jisung and Minho would share their secret spot together at lunch and on occasion share their lunch. The lunch hour always went by with mostly silence with the occasional short conversations of school, life and random things. Minho never brought up any of Jisung's home life or asked about his wounds.

Jisung's hand had healed only to be replaced with a few broken fingers. His father had smashed his fingers by closing a door on them after Jisung had spilled some fucking water on his father.

Minho noticed the day right after it happened but kept quiet, he was enjoying his time with Jisung and didn't want to scare him off. That didn't mean he didn't care about him no it was the opposite. He could feel that each passing day Jisung was becoming more comfortable with him, he was hoping one day he can actually take Jisung out away from the school and away from his father.

Jisung

I was sitting at home in my room listening to the rain fall against the window, it was midnight and I had just gotten done with cleaning the kitchen after my father decided to throw another drunk tantrum making a mess of breaking dishes. He wasn't satisfied with dinner and decided that it needed to be thrown away all over the floor.

I had to endure his verbal abuse along with his rants about work and Mr. Lee, apparently my father was throwing all his efforts into acquiring another company that Lee company was trying to acquire themselves. I usually zone out my father's rant because really, I had no interest in it.

So, the only good thing to come out of this was no actual physical abuse and it took me a good three hours to clean up. After I cleaned up, I took a shower and got ready for bed, but sleep was not coming for me tonight.

As I sit here by the window, I opened it up feeling the cool night air and feeling the small drops of rain. The past few weeks have been not terrible at school at least, I've been keeping my head down and surprisingly haven't been tortured by Chan and his buddies.

The only thing I look forward to anymore is lunch time, every day now I have spent it with Minho as his once hiding spot became mine and in turn became ours. I was a little hesitant at first and kept to myself but slowly I noticed he took interest in me. I didn't know whether he felt sorry for me, or he just genuinely wanted to become my friend.

We started to share lunch and have small conversations about stuff, and I enjoyed every minute of it. I always got shivers every time he made the subtlest movements of his hand brushing against mine or our knees touching every time he sat down next to me.

The thing I hated most about my life other than my father was school but now that was becoming the one thing I was actually looking forward to.