guilty conscience | minsung

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jisung froze in his spot once he caught on that Lee Minho, the considerably best ballerina of the campus was basically glaring at him.

he didn't initially want to trust the rumours that spoke about that certain boy about how he was "psychotic" and "mentally unstable" and how the people around still liked him solely because of the way he did ballet and that he was very good looking. and another rumour that went on, was about how he'd always stay with the 6 people in the cafeteria but never once open his mouth to talk, only focused on his phone the entire time.

but the way minho had glared at him for that split second made him change his mind. he obviously did not completely trust those rumours, but the intimidation was working.

jisung didn't know why he let out a relieved sigh. he knew he shouldn't have thought as if minho was a monster but he couldn't help at that moment when their eyes crossed paths.

his eyes felt almost taunting and it brought a weird feeling to ignite in jisung. he didn't like the fact that minho might dislike him, it didn't settle right within his heart.

and so he blamed his insecurity on the part that, that is the reason he wants to get close to minho. the feeling was new and instant but he knew it was more than that.

he didn't want anyone to dislike him. he didn't know why he felt that way but it was something that lingered and affected his mentality severely.

so after the day was over, he decided that he'd approach minho, maybe if he was brave enough to stand past the glares he would be receiving.

and he wanted to know the reason as to why the probably-older-boy-jisung-didn't-know-the-age-of was staring at him like that.

after the class was over, jisung didn't even dry his wet hair from the practice and stormed out of the building to stand outside the ballet building, waiting for minho.

"minho sunbae!" he called out, and the said person didn't even bother to stop, just continuing to walk even though he heard the call.

although jisung was baffled, he quickly ran up to him and smiled brightly at him. "hey!" he said, only for minho to glance at him condescendingly before he continued walking towards his destination.

"it's rude to not reply when someone greets you." jisung pouted, trying to start a conversation even when his nervousness was eating at him. he might always appear confident, but that didn't necessarily mean he felt the same inside.

"I'm sorry but I don't have time. I'm sure you have other friends to annoy."

"oh. but I decided I want to annoy you! and I wanted to ask if you would like to-"

"I'm busy, sorry." minho didn't even let jisung finish his sentence before rejecting it, which made jisung stop in his tracks in complete astonishment at his rudeness while minho took the chance to speed off to wherever he was going.

"wait!" jisung shouted before minho could actually go any further. it wasn't that jisung was completely unaware of minho's presence, it was on the contrary because he had seen minho a lot around the campus because he was relatively popular.

he had also decided to strike up a conversation a long time ago as a fellow popular person but it had not turned out good. it ended horribly in minho cutting him off mid-sentence to go on his way that it couldn't even be considered a conversation.

after that, jisung had basically forgotten about his existence up until now. until minho had decided it was a good idea to glare at him.

minho had actually turned around, looking at jisung expectantly and the boy quickly approached him, excitedly pulled his phone away from his hand.