Secret Secret | Jisung ✓

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↪° Jinae's pov

      I looked at the door again for the seventh time within a minute, my fingers fumbling with each other. The teacher cleared her throat, instantly grabbing the attention of the student.

"Good morning class, sorry for the delay, please get your textbooks and pay attention," Mrs Lee spoke, adjusting her glasses.

Little mumbles of 'okay' were heard, along with rattling of book, feet and bags.

I looked at the door once more, and to my disappointment, nobody walked it.

That's it, he's officially late. That Dumbass.

Grudgingly, I took out my notebook, textbook and a pen, flicking it open. The class went by just like that, along with the others and no sign of Han Jisung. Clearly his friends might know what's wrong.

"Lee Felix!" I slammed my hand on the table, the redhead flinched, giving me a confused look. Hyunjin and Jeongin also froze, the same look on their faces.

"Jinae? What's up?" The Australian asked and I too, froze. What's up? Why am I here?

"Han Jisung," I croaked, removing my hand from the table, my eyes averting from them. "We haven't completed our English project yet, and he's not at school."

Perfect cover Jinae, well done.

Jeongin shrugged and spoke casually. "He fell down the stairs and broke his neck, sprained an ankle and his left hand too."

"What the heck?"

"Look, I tried hard not to laugh when I saw him all wrapped up like a mummy," Hyunjin put in, his face turning red as a result of holding back his snickers. "He promise to kill me when he's off the cast though."

I wasn't buying this trash. Jisung and his friends jokes around all the time, he probably have a mild fever or something. "Are you joking?"

"No, I'm Felix, nice to meet ya!" I swatted his hand away. When will they be serious?

I need to find Seungmin, he seems reasonable.

I walked out the cafeteria, searching for him. He always sits under the staircase to have his lunch. "Seungmin Kim!" I called, crossing my arms.

I can't believe I'm actually seeking information from my second nemesis. His annoying-ness is far different from Jisung's, while Jisung annoys me by being silly, Seungmin on the other hand tries to surpass my grades. Pfft nice try.

"What is it that you want? To rub your grades on my face?" Irking a brow, the brunette shoved his burger away, grabbed his drink and sipped on it.

"Where's Han?"

"I heard he's dead."

"What the heck?"

"I mean, I heard he's in the hospital, broke his body or something. Cause he slipped while rushing down the stairs, yeah his clumsy ass really did it this time," Seungmin shrugged, pushing himself up. "He wanted to tell you though, but-"

"But I blocked him."

"Yeah, Ms smarty-pants."

His friends weren't joking, that's a first.

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      "Its only cause we're project partners."

Minho hummed, still focused on the road, he gave me a knowing look, smiling intently. "Really huh?"

"Really!" I folded into myself, arms crossed. I just hope he'll drop the topic.

"Wanna know why I gave Jisung your number?" Minho proposed. And gosh I can't say no, I'm indeed very curious, that was so random of him. I slowly nodded, too stubborn to speak. "Cause you like him."

"No I don't!" I spoke defensively, jolting in my seat. How did he? I swear I hid it so well.

"Mhm, really?"

"Min, just drive, I don't like him," I used my barret to hide my face, his chuckles only making the embarrassment worse.

"Eighth grade, when your class went on that field trip, didn't you throw a fuss cause he was partnered up with another girl?"

"No I didn't."

"Still that very eighth grade, didn't you rant about how cute and fluffy his cheeks were?"

"No, I'd never."

"Okay, maybe that's two far for you to remember, how about, hmmm. . ." Minho paused, drumming his fingers on steering wheel. "Last month, didn't you get all excited cause Jisung placed a hand on your shoulder?"

"I. . . just drive," I huffed, looking out the window.

"You said you wanted to talk to him more, so I gave him your number, I know, I'm the perfect big brother."

"Yeah, whatever!" I grimaced, biting my lip to prevent a blush.

Guess Minho is that observant.

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Guess who has pink hair now. . .

Me. And I added a small amount of white to it.

It reminds me of strawberry and vanilla ice cream.

Oh yeah, I love it.

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