"May I come in?" Minho asked, slightly peeping into the room.

"Sure," the boy replied. "What happened, dear?" He was still concentrated in his book that he didn't know it was Minho.

"AHHH, YOU CALLED ME 'DEAR'!!!!! IM DYING"

"Minho?" The boy looked up and sighed. "Why are u here again? Don't you know that skipping classes is not good?"

"Don't yOu know that?"

"It's my part-time job, Minho.. I'm not skipping classes. I work here when I have free periods. I thought you knew?" Jisung said while he slowly stood up. "Anyway, what is it this time?"

"Oh, uhm, Hyunjin poked my hand with the pencil. It's bleeding." Minho said, showing his palm.

"Oh God! Why did he do that? you said Hyunjin was your friend, right?"

"Oh, I told him to..." Minho said. "So I could come here."

"You're obsessed, aren't you?" Jisung chucked. He slowly took Minho's hand and treated it. "You can go now. nothing to worry about." He said, smiling at the older.

"Oh, sorry, I might have zoned out." Minho replied, scratching his head. "Jisung, uhm, can u give me your number?"

"Getting too bold, I see.. I'll give u my instagram id, " Jisung said. He wrote his username on a piece of paper and gave it to Minho. "Bye, Min."

'HE CALLED ME MIN'

'CALM DOWN MINHO'

'SAY SOMETHING BACK'



"Thank youuu...Bye Sungieee," Minho said, winking at the younger boy. Now Jisung was the one panicking.









I apologise for not updating 😭

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