Secret Secret | Jisung ✓

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Jisung
Jay, Jay, Jay
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I just got an idea
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I'm gonna go to the badminton court
And talk to all the girls
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That way I'll also talk to you
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Nice right?
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I'll be wearing a light purple shirt
And a bucket hat
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Bye-
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↪° Jinae's pov

      I scoffed, as I averted my eyes from where the noise was emitting from. It was just a bunch of girls squealing about a guy that showed up, yakking about how cute he looked, and how soft his light purple shirt and fluffy bucket hat were.

I didn't care about that, so I slung my bag, waving a quick goodbye to Jimin, who was still packing up.

As I walked passed where the girls were gathered, I accidentally heard some of their cooing.

'Your hair is so cute'
'Sure, I'm a noona'
'Can I squish your cheeks?'
"Aww, you little baby squirrel'

Jisung?

What is he doing here? I managed to steal a glimpse of the cause of this entire chaos. Its fricking him, why is he here? And why is he letting all these girls swoon over him?

Wait, Jay plays badminton and he knows that. Is he looking for Jay? That Dumbass.

I have to get out of here, the last thing I want is for him to see me, Jinae. I don't want to talk to him. I'd feel so bad.

Trying to go unnoticed, I used to hand to block my face, quickly heading to the door. I knew letting him know was a dumb move, but I never thought he'd pay attention or even go through the thought of searching for Jay.

"Hey Jinnie!"

Crap.

I turned just to see Jisung pushing pass the girls, a bright beam on his face. He took up his hand, waving for me to stop.

As if.

I returned my focus to my primary objective. Getting out of here.

I walked out the door and headed towards the parking lot. It was quite sunny today, and I've never been happier with wearing a visor.

And there's another reason I can't let Jisung get to me, my brother will be here to pick me up. I don't want him throwing a fuss about me talking to a guy.

"Hey Jinae, I've being calling for a while now," I could hear Jisung, from the volume of his voice it was obvious he wasn't very far. "Hi, you were amazing in the court."

"Why are you here?"

Jisung froze for a while, chuckling sheepishly at my question. He rubbed his nape and shrugged nonchalantly. "I wanted to talk to someone."

"Okay," I huffed, quickening my pace. I could already spot the black car and the boy who was leaning on it, his fingers were hovering on his phone and immediately, mine rang.