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Jisung missed Minho. He missed the older so much that he almost packed up his things and went to the town he was in. Well, he couldn't take the risk in the end, his money was limited and he didn't know that city. He'd opened his eyes for another annoying day, feeling already stressed. The headache and dried-up tears were there again, making his skin feel dry and itchy. ''Shit'' he crawled near the end of the bed and sat, looking at his feet. He wanted to lay back in his warm bed and never got out of it again but he had to. He wasn't sure if he would see Minho on his way but he had to find out by going on the same time. Of course, they would text sometimes but it wasn't like Jisung could hug his warm body and smell the shit out of him. And his internet must be gone because he didn't answer Jisung for a few days. He ruffled his hair and went to the bathroom with sloppy steps. He stopped in front of the mirror and held onto the counter as he lifted his head with a sigh. There it was, a messy Jisung he had to fix on a 20-minute bathroom break from his life. Yet he never failed to get out of that door with a shine. With a fake shine.

He grabbed his glasses and put them on, then slapped himself again. He leaned into the mirror as he looked at his red cheeks, the slaps were never gentle, they shouldn't be. It was not a way to make himself feel ready for the day. It was a punishment for him feeling the desire to hide his messy self. Everybody was messy, so why was he the only one who hid? He groaned and slipped his shoes, running down the stairs. 

Every fucking day, he had to sit still and act like a dressed-up doll. Let people pet his head, let his friends treat him like a baby. He sometimes wanted to punch people, he really did. His dried-up energy would come back once he saw Minho but, there he was half on the way and still didn't see him. He had been missing him and they didn't get a chance to meet before school started, what a bummer. He lazily dragged himself close to the school and he hesitated to go further. He had to see Minho, he needed to see Minho or he would die from lack of the older. He took out his phone and pressed the call button, just to hear some shit goes like; ''The person you have called can not be reached at the moment,'' blah blah blah. He shoved it inside his pocket and started to kick the little rocks on the ground as he walked. ''Why the fuck is his phone turned off? He didn't tell me any shit too!'' 

Don't get fooled by his angry behavior, he was actually sad. Minho was busy, probably trying to explore around his new school and new people. At least, this is what Jisung thought, tried to think. Jisung went into his classroom and sat on his seat, faking a smile again. It was worse than the last year, now he was the one who will study his ass off, just to go to a shitty university. Again, no matter where he would go, he was so sure all the people would be acting the same shit. His grumpy self was taking the lead of his mind, Minho was not here to check on him, so why did he have to try to be happy? 

Felix turned to his friend with a smile, ''How was your break, baby Jisung?'' Jisung chuckled, ''You already know! It was awesome!'' Felix nodded with a giggle ''Yeah, how about yours, Seungmin?'' The blonde boy turned to his other friend as the puppy boy remained expressionless, ''Mine was just alright.'' Jisung smiled at the puppy boy, ''That's good.'' Felix suddenly opened his eyes big as he held onto the other two's arms tightly, ''THE EXAM!'' Jisung wanted to sigh as the blonde continued. ''We have to take the exam this year!'' Jisung chuckled out loud but cursed in his mind, ''No shit, Sherlock.'' The worst year in his life had come, yay! 

As the time went by like usual, he noticed how it was more lonely without seeing Minho at school. It was not like he was more open up to him, but he just got the urge to act like a baby around him sometimes and that was what made it easier for Jisung. He could act like how he wanted, even if it was only for a moment. He looked at the door without even noticing it, he wanted him to come out there. He wanted to sigh again, he would sigh too much if he were to open himself, right? His gaze shifted to the side as he locked eyes with Hyunjin. "O-oh..." He totally forgot about this glaring machine's existence and was "happily" living his life. Minho was gone, who the fuck would help him in this situation? Depressed Seungmin? Felix, who was a clueless blonde? He started to sweat as he tried to ignore the long-haired boy's gaze. He heard him pushing the desk in front of him and coming his way. "So, my time has come..." He really didn't want to be outed like this but he had to protect himself. And it was the first day at school too, everybody would hear it immediately. Even Minho would hear it.