Betting On A Boy // Hyunlix

Tribulations and Triumphs

Minho sent Jisung out on a little mission the other day. I'd say they actually make a pretty decent team when the younger one isn't giving me an attitude. I've appreciated his efforts though. He says the same thing every time I've thanked him: I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing this for Felix. Hopefully, in time, I'll grow on him just a little. It would be nice for Minho's sake. Maybe Felix's as well if things work out down the line.

"How're you feeling today?" Wooyoung asked, leaning against his locker with San at his side as usual.

"Like shit." Exactly how it's been for almost two weeks now. "How are you?"

"Not great." He sighed with a sad expression.

"Oh, here we go," San mumbled.

"You, zip it! This is your fault." He sassed his boyfriend. "San forgot my birthday."

"Isn't your birthday in November?" I laughed. "It's May."

"He called me at 4 in the morning and asked me if I remembered what day his birthday was. I told him I couldn't think because I was hardly awake." San defended himself the best he could.

"You should just know it off the top of your head." Wooyoung pouted with his arms crossed.

"Youngie, I do know it. It's November 26th. But it was literally 4 am."

"And you failed the test. If you love me, you should always be ready."

"I can't tell if you're being serious or not," I said to Wooyoung.

"Oh, he's very serious," San confirmed. "This is the type of bullshit I deal w-"

"Bullshit?" Wooyoung gasped dramatically, then slapped San's chest. "I'll show you bullshit."

"Baby, I didn't mean i-"

"Save it. I see where your loyalty lies." San continued to look at Wooyoung fondly, finding his bratty attitude endearing. "Stop staring at me, I'll start to gag or something."

"Come here." San smiled, putting his hands on Wooyoung's hips.

"You're so annoying." The younger scoffed, then gently bit his boyfriend's nose.

"I love you, Wooyoungie. I'm sorry I didn't remember your birthday when you called me."

"You better be sorry."

Still with that fond expression, San leaned in and kissed Wooyoung while pushing him against the lockers.

This would be how they end up making out every morning in front of me without fail. It always starts with Wooyoung pouting or whining, then San simply doesn't give a shit because he's so obsessed. If they ever break up, then love is really dead. I personally believe they're meant to be. At this point, my dreams and fantasies are the only place that Felix and I have that same fate.

"I'll see you guys later." I awkwardly said, closing my locker. Neither of them heard me because they were too busy sucking face like a bunch of freaks.

The bell rang so it was off to first period. I wasn't looking at anything in particular until a flash of color caught my eye. I stopped in my tracks and looked at Locker 284. It was covered with sticky notes and flowers. The worst part about it may have been the taped picture that was displayed in the center.

It was Yeji's locker.

Today was May 10th.

People walked passed me as I stood in front of it. I'm sure they all cared about getting to class on time, but I sure as hell didn't. I just wanted a moment with my sister.