DECEMBER 11TH || minsung

10

well for once in his life, jisung was lucky. his father wasn't home yet, so it meant that he hadn't been home while jisung was at minho's house.

he decided to go to his room until he had to get ready. he sat down on the floor and put his back against the wall.

jisung couldn't help but smile thinking about minho. even reminding himself that he only just met him the other day didn't stop the thoughts.

minho was great. he was kind, funny, and very pretty in jisung's eyes.

he didn't know what his thoughts meant. surely they couldn't be love, since they had only just met. so was it friendship? was jisung finally making a friend?

jisung couldn't remember the last time he had someone he could rely on. the only person he could remember from the past was a boy named wonpil. but the memories weren't good, so he didn't consider him as a friend.

i'm elementary, jisung thought he found himself a friend, but wonpil only befriend him because of a dare. "hang out with the lonely loser". apparently even little kids did things like that.

now jisung had small, but good memories with someone. he wanted more.

**

he hadn't realized that he had been sitting for so long thinking about these things until his phone buzzed from a text from minho.

it was 7:28 in the morning, so he had to start getting ready soon.

minho:
hey did you go home okay?
please lmk

jisung:
yeah i did! sry that i left :(

minho:
no your fine! just wanted to
make sure that you were
okay :)

jisung:
  welll thanks :D
  see you at school

minho:
  😀😀

jisung couldn't help but smile. minho was worried about him. or worried enough to text him. he would be lying if he said he wasn't excited to go to school.

looking at the time again on his phone, he stood up, slowly but surely, and went to grab his clothes.

he grabbed some black sweatpants and a black hoodie and threw it on before going to brush his teeth.

when he looked into the mirror, he was a little bit happy when he saw that the circles under his eyes had lightened. they weren't as noticeable as before, so he didn't have to cover them up.

he played with his hair a bit before going back into his room to put on his converses that he wears everyday. when he was going to go down stairs he froze from the sound of a door. the front door.

his father was home.

jisung waited until he heard his father walk farther away from the door before going down. he opened the door and slid out quickly, but loud enough so that his father would know he left.

he let out of breath of relief when he started walking to the bus stop. today's gonna be a good day. jisung usually felt awful in the mornings, also dreading to go to school, but today jisung was happy to go.

he just hoped the minho was as excited as he was

**