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Third person pov.

The school was now filled with gossip over Minhos position in the gang, how he even got to be a member and why was Jisung as one of the calmest students attacking him. Jisung hated being in the center of attention, he hated having eyes on him and even getting praised over something he had done. Why? Because as much as Jisung hated to admit, he wasn't as strong as people perceived him. He is weak, and numb to pain. He is hurting but he is hiding. He always suffered alone no matter how small or big his problems were. He fought to find comfort and just when he found it in someone, he lost. In his head Minho deceived him, and he hated getting outsmarted. Having all of these people talk about him made it even more difficult for his pride. He punched someone and that someone is who he loved.

There Jisung was tugging onto Seungmins shirt while silently sobbing into his chest. He hated what he was feeling, he hated his own skin. Jisung was desperate to tear it apart as if it never belonged to him. His chest kept tightening the more he cried, yet Seungmin stayed silent while holding him in his arms. Seungmin couldn't bring himself to say anything, because he knew he was guilty of this just as much as everyone else around them. He hid it all from Jisung, and in his mind all that roamed was

I don't deserve you Jisung.

20 minutes later.

Jisung and Seungmin bid their goodbyes since Jisung wanted to spend some time by himself and his own thoughts. Even though he knew that wasn't a good idea, his heart desired space. Somewhere where he wouldn't feel like himself, as that is all he wanted right now. He entered the rooftop and sat down onto the cold cement looking up at the sky, unbothered by everything else around him. He couldn't bring himself to cry either, he had no tears left. He felt numb, empty almost. He has been dozing off for quite some time now, enjoying the silence until a familiar voice approached:

"What's a pretty boy like you doing here?"

"Felix?" - Jisung flinched

"I'm not here to hurt you," he said as he sat down next to Jisung, "I'm here to help you."

"And just how would you do that, by making fun of me?"

"Wrong. I'd help you by offering you a plan that would benefit the both of us."

"A plan?"

"Ji," he said as he put his hand around my shoulders, "if you consider on hearing me out call this number tonight and we'll schedule a meeting together."

Felix handed him a piece of paper with his undercover number on it.

"Meeting, don't you mean like a hangout?"

"You can call it however you'd like sunshine." - said Felix as he left a gentle kiss on Jisungs head before heading back inside

Jisung was left confused but also flustered. He didn't know if it was the nickname Felix gave him or the kiss, either way he knew he wanted to figure out what Felix had in mind.

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Author J 10/07/'23

Felix is getting more and more suspicious as time goes~

Chapter 65 introduction:
"I won't violate your trust, father."

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