blossom out | minsung ✗

11.

| minho's pov |

i am not lying when i say that i have fallen for han jisung. i have no tricks up my sleeves, no motives to fool around and hurt him. in all honesty, i don't know why or even how i've manage to fall in love with him. 

i'd like to think he's the angel who fell from the sky and coincidentally landed on top of my roof. unaware of it himself. 

before i knew the name han jisung ever existed i was not in the perfect sense of my life. to be honest, i will admit i was one of those other typical alphas going around and spreading my dominance in any place i stood foot in. 

but i knew the only reason why i was doing something like that was because i was lucky to be generated as a prick alpha. because the world saw me that way. an overly attractive alpha meant to be seen as a classic smug born with self-assertive. but, i had no motive for that either. 

i gained nothing in return but satisfactory for my own associations. 

everyone assumed i was a alpha to be afraid of. and to desire. 

i could only respond to them the way they wanted because i didn't give two shits about my life. i could care less what people thought of me, of the kind of rumors that surrounded me, of the type of people i kept around me. i just wanted the days to come by. pass by me and just move on, wait for next day that would bring me nothing that i want in return. 

i didn't have anything i wanted. i could just screw around with anyone, but i didn't. 

my dick is solely clean and healthy. no one has laid there hands on me in a rather good time. 

i don't mind. nor do i care. 

i never did quite care about sexual activity. about romance. about omegas and scents and mating. i thought that was just crap that animals did, but apparently we're all animals. hungry lonely idiotic animals. 

i wasn't very social, the people around me knew this, but yet somehow they just don't give a shit about personal space and leaving me the hell alone. 

i let them drag me around because i figured if i was gonna let the day pass by me like nothing, i would at least look considerate of showing up to get-together celebrations, and the hurray-we've-survived-the-final-exam-weeks clusters of relief. 

i didn't really care about any of that. i just showed up because there'd be free food and i didn't want to pay for anything, even if i did have enough money to buy an expensive dish somewhere else other than the family restaurant one of the people in the crowd is members with. 

of course i didn't say any of that. 

i just kept my mouth shut the entire time until i'd finished my plate of food. 

when i didn't get to leave early like i always plan to (stopped by own friends that i do consider my close friends), i'd go on my phone and watch movies. sometimes i'd pretend i just drank too much which in return would "cause me to fall asleep." i wasn't fake sleeping, more like i was fake drunk and actually taking a nap. 

my close friends is a big board shoulder guy named chan, but i call him channie because he's my one and only wingman since middle school. then there was this crazy lunatic that lives in the clouds named felix. 

i don't understand felix at all. 

one day he's an absolutely innocent sunshine, telling me he'll treat me to a quick lunch after class and speaking to me so sweetly it's almost like my fairy godmother is here...then the next he's kicking my ass and swearing at me to go find a job and make a living out of my life and to stop being such a lazy bum.