LIMBO ✈ 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟒

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

ೃ⁀➷ Why did I even agree.

Minho's pov:

If I told my one week old self that I agreed to be friends with that guy, my old self would laugh at me. Literally.

This guy is now annoying me every. single. day.
Also, I know his name now, it's Jisung. I know he told me before, but... I forgot.

All I know about him so far is that he's in junior year, his name is Han Jisung and he plays the guitar. He is pretty talkative, unlike me. He's talkative, BUT also annoying. I still didn't change my opinion on him. I don't want to be friends with him, but I don't have a choice.

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"It's 7:20, where is he?" Jisung said, waiting for Minho to finally arrive. He was waiting in the school park, as usual. Minho scolded him at least 7 times already, he said that he can go to school by himself, but no - Han Jisung still waits for him.
Minho was slowly walking towards Jisung, staring at the ground and lost in his own thoughts. Jisung noticed him and brought him back to reality.
"What are you thinking about?"
Jisung asked.
Minho raised his head and glared at Jisung.
"How many times do I have to tell you-"
"not to wait for you, I know"
Jisung said and smiled.
"But I still wanted to wait, we're friends now! Now let's go, we don't want to be late~"
Jisung said, grabbed Minho's arm and led him to the school.

Soon, they arrived at Minho's class. Jisung is not in the same class as Minho, since Jisung is one year younger than him, so they had to separate now.
"See you later, Minho!"
Jisung called and Minho just rolled his eyes at him.
"What a weird guy." Minho mumbled, turned around and went to his class.

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The bell rang. It was time to go home now.

There he was, Lee Minho, standing in front of his locker and arranging his books in there. His locker was pretty clean and nice arranged, he had some photos in there too.
Minho heard footsteps. Someone is coming, who is it?

"BOO"

Minho jumped, but then he closed his eyes to calm himself down.

"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL-"

"me not to scare you? A million times, I won't stop anyway."

Jisung said, Minho was already so done with him.

"Come ooon, don't be such a moron. I'm just joking around."

Minho sighed and he just returned to his locker, he continued to arrange the books in there.

"What are you doing?" Jisung asked. He's such a curious kid.

"Arranging my books" Minho replied shortly.

"...Can I see?"

"No."

"Please."

Minho sighed.

"YAY"

"You have a lot things in there... Books, pencils, notebooks and... PHOTOS." Jisung said curiously and picked up one photo.

"Hey, don't touch that!" Minho said and snatched it from him.

"But why, I wanna see!" Jisung whinned.

"It's nothing. Just some childhood photos. Don't touch it" Minho said.
"I wanna see it!" Jisung said and begged Minho.
"Mind your own business. Show me your own childhood photos then!" Minho argued.
"NO WAY, I used to have braces, I looked horrible with it. It would be pain for your eyes." Jisung replied, declining Minho's offer.
"Exactly. You don't need to see mine either." Minho said and put it back. Lucky for Jisung, he had the time to snatch it back and ran away with it.
Minho didn't have the energy to run after him, so he just let him.

"Awww, you were so cute as a kid!" Jisung said while looking at a photo of Minho when he was five, playing at the playground.
"You used to be cute, but now... yuck"
Jisung said and Minho glared at him.
Jisung then returned the photo to Minho and Minho locked his locker.

"I used to be so cute as a kid too, actually,"

"Yeah. With braces. Sure."

"YOU'RE SO MEAN MINHO"

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"Minho, where do you even live?" Jisung asked when they were walking from the school.

"Why do you need to know it? Mind your own business." Minho replied while kicking rocks on the road.
"I'm just asking, don't be so mean" Jisung whinned.
Minho sighed. "I live near the playground and convenience store."
"I see." Jisung replied.

"..."
"..."
"...Are you not gonna ask where I live now?"
"...Why should I?"
"YOU'RE SERIOUSLY MEAN"

ೃ⁀➷ end of chapter 4