Drive Me Insane

Self Diagnosed

Minho

Minho was so desprate.

She would not leave him alone. Minho doesn't even remember her name. All he knows is that he has developed a form of PTSD that involves her voice.

He first ran into her at a coffee shop near campus and ever since then, she's been lingering like a bad smell.

The witch was constantly trying to get Minho to pay attention to her. Not even Jisung was this bad and that squirrel was an attention whore. Wait no that was friend group specific. The brat suddenly became a saint around anyone who wasn't a part of their little group.

Speaking of the man-child he was the only way out of the hole he'd just dug himself into.

"Hey, Minho!" Said an agonizing grating voice.

"Oh hey.... classmate of mine." I couldn't remember her name to save my life. She gave me a slightly scathing look but continued anyway.

"It's Haneul, and I was wondering if you wanted to be my partner for dance this semester." I couldn't for the life of me understand why she mentioned her name as if I was going to remember it.

"That's a great idea and everything but-." But what Minho, you don't have anything stopping you. Huh, that sounds a lot like something Jisung would say right about now just to ruin my day. Wait, Jisung.

"-But my boyfriend is actually in that class as well and we are partners. Sorry uh, Hansol." She looked up at me annoyed, couldn't tell you why, and a bit skeptical.

"It's Haneul and what boyfriend?" Glad you asked Pinsol.

"Oh, I thought everyone knew I was dating Jisung." Good, I see shock but why is she still looking at me like I just said I hate cats?

"Don't you and Jisung hate each other...like a lot?" Yes, but you don't need to know that now do you?

"He likes to be a brat, makes it ten times better when I break him." Handbag looks like she's been slapped. Too much?

"Oh...well I have to go" She just about runs away. Perfect.

Maybe she'll take the hint and back off now that she thinks I'm taken.

I wasn't taken however and that is proving to be a bigger problem. How the hell am I supposed to get Jisung to agree to be my dance partner let alone date me? I'm royally fucking screwed.