MONEY ⇝ minsung ⇜

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It took Jisung a moment to process what Minho had said. He stared at the older male in silence for a few seconds before clearing his throat and looking away, blushing slightly. He whispered, "Bullshit," and glanced back at Minho.

"Yeah, you're right," Minho admitted before grabbing Jisung's hair and yanking it back, causing Jisung to hiss in pain. "It is bullshit. I would never want to sleep with you. You probably have an STD or something," Minho muttered before releasing Jisung's hair. "Better stay away from my friends," he added before abruptly leaving.

Jisung was left standing there, feeling a mix of shock, annoyance, offense, and confusion. He stared at the floor for a few minutes until someone else walked in—it was Felix.

"Hey, Jisung. I saw you in here and you don't look okay, so I thought I'd come and comfort you if you need it," Felix said softly. Jisung smiled at Felix's kindness. "Thanks, Felix... I just—" "Minho, right?" Felix interrupted, and Jisung nodded in response. "There's something he knows about me that he hates,"

Jisung admitted, causing Felix to frown in confusion. Of course, Felix didn't understand—Jisung had never wanted anyone to know about his job. But Minho knew, and now Jisung had to worry about the possibility of Minho exposing his secret, even if he hadn't done so yet.

What do you mean by that, Jisung? What does he know about?" Felix asked, stepping closer to Jisung. But Jisung remained silent; he wasn't ready to tell his secret to Felix, especially since they had just met today. He wasn't sure if he could trust Felix yet.

"I understand if you don't want to talk about it," Felix continued gently, "but for now, try to ignore Minho hyung. He can be overwhelming emotionally. He seems scary—and he is, to some extent—but I don't really find him intimidating since he has a soft spot for me." Felix chuckled softly.

'Oh to have Minho have a soft spot for me'

Jisung nodded slightly, appreciating Felix's attempt to comfort him. He still felt uneasy about Minho knowing his secret, but Felix's presence brought a sense of reassurance in the midst of his uncertainty.

"Anyways, lunch break is almost over, so we better head to class!" Felix exclaimed cheerfully. "See ya some other time, okay? Oh, and here's my number in case you want to hang out. I think you're really cool, and, uh, you're pretty hot, so I wouldn't mind getting a bit fruity with you, if you catch my drift," he added with a playful smirk, winking at Jisung as he gave him a small piece of paper with his number written on it.

Jisung chuckled at Felix's boldness and nodded appreciatively. "Sure, sounds good," he replied before waving goodbye as Felix made his way out of the classroom to his own. Feeling relieved that Felix had lightened his mood, Jisung stepped out into the hallway, navigating his way to his classroom. Upon entering, he noticed that Minho wasn't there, which brought him a sense of calm. He settled into his seat, and waited for the bell to ring.

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For the past two lessons, Minho had been conspicuously absent from class, leaving the other students curious about his whereabouts. It was unusual because, as Jisung gathered from his classmates, Minho was known for never skipping classes; he placed a high value on school and grades. However, Jisung couldn't be bothered by such concerns. His mind was set on meeting up with Christopher, someone he hadn't spent time with in a while.

After hurriedly leaving the school grounds, Jisung made his way to Christopher's house. The journey was a bit long, so he opted to take the bus. A ten-minute ride later, he arrived and walked a few more minutes before reaching Christopher's doorstep. He rang the doorbell, and within moments, a beaming Christopher opened the door, greeting Jisung with a warm hug that Jisung gladly returned.

"Hi Jisung! Welcome!" Christopher exclaimed as they separated, ushering Jisung inside. "Hey Chris! It's good to see you," Jisung replied with a smile, stepping into the familiar surroundings of Christopher's home.

Jisung looked around Christopher's familiar house and felt a sense of comfort seeing that nothing had changed. A soft smile graced his lips as he hummed along to the music playing in the background. He closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth and rhythm, swaying gently to the beat.

When he opened his eyes again, he noticed Chan heading towards the kitchen. Curious, Jisung followed him. "What are you doing, hyung?" he asked, seeing Christopher preparing coffee—a beverage Jisung wasn't accustomed to drinking. "I have guests, and... I'm not sure if you'll be thrilled about it," Chan replied, scratching the back of his neck nervously.

"What do you mean...?" Jisung started to ask, but before he could finish, he heard footsteps behind him. Turning around, his jaw nearly dropped in surprise. "What the actual fuck," Jisung muttered under his breath as he saw Felix and Minho standing in the kitchen. Minho's face darkened upon seeing Jisung, and similarly, Jisung's expression soured at the sight of Minho. "Yeah, I'm out of here," Jisung declared firmly.

"Han Jisung," Christopher said with a serious tone, causing Jisung to stop immediately. "I would like for you to stay," Christopher insisted, but Minho scoffed and sighed dramatically. "If he's staying, then I'm leaving—" Minho began, but Christopher cut him off sharply.

"Lee Minho," Christopher warned, giving him a stern look. "You two haven't been getting along well lately, and I dislike arguments. Felix and I might just lock you in a room until you become good friends," Christopher suggested casually, making both Minho and Jisung to shout in unison, "What?!"

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