Feel Your Rhythm || Minsung

7. Secret Secret

Han had one thing in his mind : to get his property back.

For the rest of the day he had been hiding under his blanket, quietly making mind meals on how to get his papers from Minho. Felix and Hyunjin had occasionally offered him snacks which he accepted and ate alone.

He was almost afraid that Minho would make fun of him. Tell him how weak he had been, how he couldn't confront his father about his matter rather than hiding in his closet and pray everything will be okay.

Jisung sighed rolling off. Opening his text app, he stared at Minho number. The chat was empty. Yes, Jisung had never texted him. Actually, he would prefer calling rather than texting. But why does he feel typing some fandom shit on that number so temptin?

"Sungie, Seungmin said your professor searchex for on class." Felix spoke entering their room dripping in sweat. He head Jisung  make a noise that indicated he heard him. "You shouldn't have cut classes."

Jisung didn't respond but scrolled along his phone.

Felix let out a sigh. "I know you are worried Sungie, but you can't hide from him. Plus he doesn't have enough brain cells to understand."

Jisung's ears perked up.

Does he now?

Jisung rolled over facing Felix. "Where's Hyunjin?"

"Went to meet a friend-"

Jisung squinted his eyes giving a quick glance at the digital  clock on the table. "It's pass 7.30 Lix." He gave Felix a look. "Your class ends at 6."

Felix went rigid. "Uh..."

Looking closely Jisung's eagle eyes caught a purple patch, right on the upper collarbone. It was clearly visible because of the loose white t shirt Felix is wearing. His hair is a mess and his shirt is wrinkled. Jisung was confused how his lips get that puffed up and swollen. Felix caught Jisung staring and quickly adjusted his shirt. He let out an awkward cough.

Jisung eyed, the now covered purple bruise. "Felix, are you-"

He cut him off. "I'm going to shower." He hastily grab his clothes and walked out of the room.

Strange.

Jisung decided to shrug Felix's abnormally large bruise and suspicious behaviour off.

Maybe a bug bit him. That must be a damn big bug.

《》

Chan stared at the piano notation infront of him. The title said Silent Cry.

Later than evening after Chan's classes, Minho had barged on to his bunk and dragged him to the music room not even letting  him take a wash. Then he had given this notation and demanded him to play while Minho record him.

After an exhausting day Chan  was finally relieved to have a rest curled up in his bed online for when for ruin by Minho. He had tried all day to reach Jisung only to fail. Then he had to talk everything about their song with Jeongin. The boy had never done something like this before and Chan had to teach him everything from the beginning. (But he have to say, he's mesmerized with his vocals.)

Can groaned gripping the paper and holding it close to his face as if he would crush it and eat it any minute. Ironically, if he didn't help Minho, the rest of his life would be a silent cry.

Chan gave a confusing a look at ho who in return gave him a evil glare.

"Don't play then I'll steal your computer." He threatened.

Chan gulped. Chan' computer, his whole life his soul saviour, the device while kept him awake while he can't fall in love. If Minho steal that, all Chan's secret music samples would out surfing in the net. Even the thought of that made Chan uneasy.

"Okay geez... fine..."

Chan began to play roughly at first. When he picked up the pace he started playing non stop. After a good more twenty minutes Minho has the sound recorded in his phone.

"Okay thanks." He grabbed the notation and turned to leave.

"Hey," Cha spoked causing him to look back. "Where did you find it?" Minho raised his eyebrow. "I mean, that's a really good song. What are you even gonna do with it?"

Minho smiled at him. A smile between mischief and genuine.

"The owner is no secret." He said as Chan got even more confused. "As for what I'm doing, you'll see."

Minho opened the door walking towards the dance department. Chan ran after him yelling his name.

"Minho! Don't do anything stupid!"

He smirked. "I won't."

Chan watched him disappear at the corridor. He let out a breath he didn't knew he was holding. Leaning on to the wall, he began to think of the possibilities Minho would something stupid and smart and Chan just hoped whoever that notation was, Minho didn't steal it.

Chan knows Minho won't do such low lever task but who would even give him something like that? And even they did, Minho have no purpose of a piano notation.

Chan shrugged, returning to their dorm. He had to pass the art and Sculpture department as he walked along the empty streets. While he was walking, he faintly heard a muffled noise from a studio. Chan stopped, listening once again. But it was gone surrounding him by silence with an occasional chirp of a bug.

"I guess I should get some sleep."

Chan kept walking humming a soft tune.

Little did he know, there was someone being sneaky in that art studio.