Just College

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Seungmin sat on his bed, pressing on the ball point pen in his hand. The sound was keeping Jisung awake. Jeongin ditched him a long while ago for some girl and he was stuck here with a calm Seungmin, making not so calm sounds with his pen. Just when he wanted to speak up and ask him what the problem was, the younger spoke first. "Should I just sneak in again?"

Jisung sat up, looking in his direction. "Into the girl's hostel?. No. Security is tight now, Seungmin. You will get caught"

"Fuck", he mumbled. He wanted to see her. Touch her. Hold her. He was loosing his mind.

Jisung gauged him carefully. He looked calm but the way he was hunched over and tightening his hold on the pen, begged to differ. "What happened to not getting attached, Kim Seungmin?"

His hold on the pen released. "Who said anything about getting attached?"

"You are getting quite attached to her", Jisung said, "A month ago, you would have had sex with another girl but you are waiting for only Daya now"

Seungmin looked away from his pen. Meeting Jisung's gaze, "Attached to the sex, yeah. To her, no"

"Why haven't you gotten laid then?", Jisung tilted his head, his blue locks falling into his eye, "Because it's not her"

Seungmin looked away. That was definitely not the reason. He could have sex with any other girl. He just didn't like not knowing what she was up to. He should be the one doing that not her. For three days now, she just went ghost mode and the management tightened the girls security after a male was caught in their dorm a day ago. The bastard just had to fuck everything up and now most boys were suffering from it, Seungmin not being an exception.

"Actually...", Jisung started and the boy looked at him. "I told a girl you were in today"

"What?"

Jisung shrugged nervously. "She said you are a good acquaintance of hers. I believed her man because she does look your type, you know...", the boy's blank stare was much on him. Jisung waved his hand, "You will understand what I am talking about later. Girls can come over but boys can't"

Seungmin stared at him, wondering what the hell he was rambling about. "Just get straight to the fucking point"

"Get laid", the boy simply spelt out.

Seungmin sighed disappointedly. "I don't live on sex you know. Unlike you", he looked at the black pen in his hand. "I am not acquaintances with whoever you are talking about"

"She had your number. You don't give that out easily", Jisung argued.

Okay now Seungmin was intrigued. "She had my number?"

"Yes, I am telling you. If not I wouldn't have invited her over"

"What?", Seungmin asked with furrowed brows.

Jisung got out of his bed. "She should be here in 10", he dropped, putting on his slippers, "I am sorry I couldn't tell you", he walked to the door. "Get laid", he left the room.

Seungmin scoffed. This was what he meant when he said he wasn't glad that he was roommates with Han Jisung. The door opened and he looked up thinking the boy returned but was met with a girl instead. He watched her close the door but not before catching a glimpse of Jisung in the hallway. Something about the girl screamed familiarity.

He watched her with hawk eyes as she took slow steps forward. Dressed skimpily in a sleeveless middle thigh gown, she looked like she was going to a club. He liked his girls revealing. He wasn't complaining. His eyes slowly lit up as he remembered where he had seen the beautiful girl.