mistakes like this | minsung ✗

chapter three.

• minho's pov •

turns out the baby chicks do hatch in the right moment. right when we're explaining the crowd of parents about our project, the baby chicks hatch right in the perfect moment that we finish our written paper. everyone in the room hurries to look at the chicks, and right then and there, i couldn't be more prouder than to have had han jisung has my science project partner.

we ended up winning the contest, and everyone was completely disappointed that we did. but i couldn't be more prouder and stoked at the moment. my parents were very pleased to see me holding a badge of the eighth grade science project. which made me proud of myself.

"aw i'm so happy, minho..!" my mother exclaimed as she pulled me into one of her warm hugs.

"congratulations, son," my father patted my back but that was surely enough to make me feel happy with myself. i didn't care if it was such a plain, boring gesture from my dad, it didn't matter, because at least, i finally feel as if i've got my dad's attention.

i was beyond thrilled about winning this stupid contest that my parents seem to care so much more than i really do. it didn't matter if i won this because of jisung, in my mind, i had won this all by myself.

my parents decide to stroll around the other school's projects and i'm about to follow behind them, but someone taps on my shoulder and i turn around to see jisung standing there. "oh, hey," i say, not even caring to hide the smile on my face anymore.

jisung is smiling too, but it's the kind of smile that's soft and delicate. just like his face.

"congratulations," he says.

my eyebrows furrowed at the sudden congratulations, did he not know he won this too? "yeah, thanks. congrats as well," i  respond, and i look back at my parents wondering if they'd be waiting for me but i see them slowly walking to each project made. i want to go after them and walk with them as well but jisung pulls me back again.

"you know, we're supposed to stay at our projects," jisung points out.

"yeah, i know," i did, but i still wanted to be with my parents instead. was that so wrong? okay, i get it, i won, but who actually cares about that?

"but, don't worry, you can go with your parents," jisung says, "i'll take care of this."

my eyes widen. "really?"

jisung nods his head with a hum along. "yes..! don't worry about it."

"but what about your parents? don't you wanna spend time with them?" i questioned.

jisung shrugs his shoulders. "they don't mind just staying here with me."

i glance to his parents who were talking with another family, still standing near our project, and then i look around to spot my parents who were still walking off. not caring anymore, i mumble a "thanks" to jisung before i quickly follow behind my parents.

together we stroll around the room looking at my other classmates projects, my dad every so often commented about how poorly done they were made. i couldn't be more happier than to be by his side and agreeing with him, not actually caring anything about what my classmates had made, because all that really mattered to me was making my parents feel proud of having a son like me.

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ever since that day i feel that everything has changed. for some reason i no longer saw han jisung as the annoying boy who was obsessed with me. though of course, i knew he still was. he still liked me very much the same, but i paid no attention to it and continued on with my life. it was almost like a restart of a new life. a new chapter of a new clean book. if han jisung liked me, so what? okay, i know he likes me, so let's just move on.