Mine || Hyunlix

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<3

After Hyunjin saw the short freckled boy with the other guy in the hallway, he didn't feel confident, like he wants to tho.

He felt weak.

Why?

Because who on earth stops mid making out session because they have scars

Why does he even has scars?

Because he's weak.

He doesn't deserve anything..but death.

Well, that's what he thinks..

<3

Su: Okay. You really did change Lix

Fe: Don't call me that already.

Su: But why?

Sunno asked visibly annoyed about Felix's behavior

Fe:You know, I'm "showing you around" just because of that shit we had an agreement on

Sunoo laughed a bit and placed a hand on Felix's jawline

Su: Don't be so harsh.

And so Felix shoved it away

Fe: Don't touch me.

Su: But why? Why? When we had the best time of our lives together..

Fe: We didn't.

Su: But I did.

Fe: Bitch nour

Su: Explain yourself?

Fe: You hated me at the beginning.

Su: Yeah because that's when you fucking k-

Fe: Kissed you. Yes.

Felix corrects him as a student passes by

Fe: I see you're still an idiot.

Su: I.. For what? What if I was gonna say something else?

Felix rolls his eyes and literally leaves his side , leaving the building as well

<3

Ji: No actually

Jisung chuckles as now he is walking home with Minho

Mi: I like it more when you're like this

Jisung's heart raced as he walked beside Minho, the evening breeze carrying the scent of cherry blossoms.

His mind was a whirlwind of emotions, unsure of what Minho meant by liking him "like this."

Was it his awkwardness, his vulnerability, or something else entirely?

Trying to mask his nerves with a casual tone, Jisung replied

Ji:What do you mean? Like...what?

Minho flashed him a warm smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

Mi:I mean, relaxed and yourself. I like it

Jisung's blush deepened, the warmth spreading across his cheeks.

He had always admired Minho's straightforwardness, but now it left him feeling exposed, like Minho could see right through him.

"Thanks" Jisung mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper.

He stole a glance at Minho, catching the way the fading sunlight illuminated his features, casting soft shadows across his face.

It was moments like these that made Jisung's heart flutter, the realization dawning on him that maybe, just maybe, Minho felt the same way.