𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝

one.

If perfection was a person, it would be, Han Jisung. Well at least that was what Minho thought. Ever since he had laid eyes on Jisung he felt like he had explored a whole different part of the world. His adorable round eyes, his soft smile, his fluffy brown hair, the blushy cheeks, even Jisung's handwriting was cute to Minho. Everytime Minho would think about his crush his mind would become hazy and blurry. That's all he could think about nothing else, if his friend was talking to him, he wouldn't hear a word they were saying since his mind was on Jisung. 

Now he looked at the boy giggling along with his friends in class at break. That laugh was like Minho's favorite song, he wanted to hear it all the time. He tapped his pencil on his notebook eyes trying to pry away from the beauty that sat in front of him. Minho smiled to himself admiring the boy a little more from behind him. That smile quickly died down, did Jisung even know him? There was a lot of seniors, so it was easy to not notice Minho in that crowd. 

He could hear the sound of his heartbreaking slowly at the thought of his crush not knowing who he was. Minho sighed looking away, he knew he shouldn't be getting sad about this, it was a small crush it wasn't the end of the world. Yet it was to his world. The bell rang around the school knocking Minho right out of his thoughts. He grabbed his backpack and walked out of the classroom and over to his locker way two of his friends stood. 

"Hey!" An aussie voice said with a welcome to it. 

Minho opened his locker with a short nod as he stuffed his books into it. "Hey Chan." 

Chan smiled leaning against the locker while their other friend stared down at his phone. "Changbin whatchu doing?" 

Changbin looked up from the eletronic and shrugged. "Nothing really." 

Minho closed the locker and leaned on the locker too before glancing across the hallway just for his eyes to land on the fluffy black-haired boy. His eyes were basically cordiform as he stared at the boy. He could feel the heat rise to his cheeks as he stared more towards Jisung with a small sigh causing Chan to notice. 

"You staring at Jisung?" 

Minho turned to him rolling his eyes. "Shut up, I'm not."

"Somebody's cranky." Chan chuckled with the response. 

Minho scoffed turning his head away. "I think somebody needs to shut up." He sneered back getting a laugh out of Changbin. 

"You guys are funny." 

They noticed how Minho turned back to going to look at Jisung but frowning when he realized that he was nowhere near his sight. Changbin gasped gathering both of his friend's attention. 

"We have a problem!" Chan furrowed his eyebrows looking at him. "Minho is in love." 

Minho widened his eyes and slapped Changbin's shoulder. "I am not! Where the hell did you get that from?" 

Changbin rubbed his shoulder. "Well, I mean you were staring at Jisung, I can see the blush."

Was it that obvious?

Minho didn't know what to say. Did he just tell his friends that it was true and let his friend tease him about it? Hell no. He tugged at his backpack.

"I need to get to practice." 

He walked away not looking back at his friends who chuckled. "He definitely likes Jisung." Changbin shrugged turning to the older. 

Chan nodded in agreement. 

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The sound of Minho's teammates yelling echoed through the gym. A lot of people knew that he had played basketball, he was actually really good at the sport. He liked it when he was little and once, he got into high school he decided to try out and see if he wanted to play for the school. His teammates always cheered each other on but still they usually picked on one another. Minho bounced the ball on the ground before shooting up and into the net with a 'swish'. 

A hand patted his back, and they continued on like that. After like an hour of practice Minho had finally finished, he reached for his water bottle before taking a long sip and packing his gym bag up. He grabbed the small towel and wiped the sweat off of his face with a small exhale then proceeded to walk out of the gym waving goodbye to his team. Usually no one would be in the halls expect for the people who did sports after school or attending clubs. 

He walked out but stopped when he watched as someone walked out of the library wearing a huge backpack. His eyes widened softly noticing it was Jisung wearing the huge backpack and holding a stack of books in his hands. He looked like he was struggling, and Minho wanted to help but he knew how awkward it would have been. Watching how Jisung continued to struggle with the stacks of books in his arms Minho had gathered up the courage to go over and help. 

With a exhale he pumped his fist in the air to himself and jogged slowly over to Jisung. 

"Um... Do you need help?" 

A small squeak came from the boy as he didn't notice Minho behind him. Jisung looked at him with small blush peeking up into his cheeks as his big round glasses slid down to the top of his nose. Minho contained the need to sweep Jisung up into a big hug from how cute he looked with his glasses and face in generally. 

"Yeah, that would be great..." 

Minho gave him a small smile as Jisung handed him the books biting his plump bottom lip watching Minho easily pick up the books.

"Do you got a project or something?" Minho asked as they began to walk towards the exit. 

Jisung laughed awkwardly. "No, I just like to read.." 

That made him even more cute for some reason to Minho. He loved books something about that made Minho's heart flutter more than it had intended to. 

They walked in an awkward silence to outside before Jisung turned around and fumbled with his hands. 

"I walk the rest of the way home." 

Minho glanced down at him. "You don't have a ride? Or a car at least?" 

Jisung shook his head eyes glancing down to the floor. "I'm not comfortable with driving yet." 

"Well do you at least want a ride?" Minho questioned, voice lower than a whisper. 

Jisung's cheeks flushed unknowingly as he shook his head. "I'm fine! I... I can walk the rest of the way." 

Minho was about to offer once again not wanting Jisung to hold the books all the way to his house but Jisung took the books with a small 'huff' escaping his lips which made Minho melt. 

"I'll be fine! Thanks Minho hyung..." 

Jisung smiled and turned away quickly walking away with blush spreading throughout his whole face. Minho lips created a big smile on his face. Jisung did know his name and it was cute with the 'hyung'.

Minho turned around with a soft smile, today was a good day. He had interacted with the most perfect person in the world.