classmate || hjs + lmh

(2) stalker?

everyone already ate their meal and it was time to go now. all four of them went to the lockers area to take their stuff and go. the guys were excitedly talking about their plans for today.
except jisung, who was quiet all the time.

"we need to buy something matching today!!" felix exalted his idea, as seungmin and jeongin started to talk about going to shopping, which they all planned like a week ago or something.

there was an awkward silence, after the other guys agreed, until jisung broke his words through it "i think i won't go with you guys" he said. "i feel kinda dizzy" he added.

"oh.., alright. then get better soon, see ya tomorrow" felix answered him and then nicely offered a hug with his arms widely open towards him. jisung didn't hesitate and hugged the blonde back. as felix finally let go of him, jisung went his way to his usuall bus stop.

jisung didn't exactly feel dizzy, but his stomach ache was so damn disturbing and annoying, that he couldn't focus even on his own thoughts properly. he would rather be rotting in his bed, than go to shopping with bunch of loud boys.

jisung you need to survive this pain, unless you want to keep eating and getting fat.
that was the only thing he could think about.

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the boy successfully arrived to the bus stop and he saw a familiar boy to minho, standing on the other side of the bus stop than jisung was. the boy standing over there, had the same outfit as minho had in school - a pair of basic washed-black, ripped jeans and a navy blue, almost dark purple hoodie. you could also see his white t-shirt sticking out under his hoodie.

he decided to ignore that and he put on his headphones.

jisung liked slower types of music, such as arctic monkeys, the neighbourhood and cigarettes after sex are. these were his favourite ones.

i haven't heard this one in a long time.
he thought to himself as he heard the song called 'the beach' by the neighbourhood playing in his headphones.

jisung didn't even have to wait a long time till the bus arrived. he got onto it and spotted a free seat, which was not even a moment later taken by him. by the boy, who was familiar to minho. jisung only sighed and turned around to look for some other free seats on the bus. unfortunately, there was no other free seat on the bus, which made jisung feel kind of upset.

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it didn't even take 10 minutes for the bus to get near jisung's home. he got out of the bus and immediately went straight in the direction of where his appartment was. jisung noticed one thing, which he was really confused of. the boy who looked like minho, he's going the same direction as jisung is, but he's not following him. the boy is actually going in front of jisung.

"i've never seen this guy going there" jisung said to himself and then he connected all the puzzles together.

wait, minho is new at our school, and this guy looks like minho. does he live near here?

it was the only time to get to know the answer.

jisung's pace got faster, trying to be as fast as the mysterious boy in front of him, a.k.a. minho.

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jisung saw minho entering the elevator and he didn't want to wait for the elevator to come down again, so he ran to the elevator. when he fianlly entered the elevator, he saw minho's face again. he immediatelly started to scan and kind of admire minho's face and beauty at once, but was interrupted, because right at the moment when the door closed, minho took jisung by his clothes near his neck and pinned him by the elevator wall, slightly pulling it up.

"what do you think you're doing huh?!" minho yelled at the younger one. "do you think it's normal to stalk someone? do you want me to beat your ass up?!" he continued.

jisung just shook his head. "s-sorry, i didn't mean to.. i-i was just going home" he tried to prevent the conflict.

minho let him go, still not getting, what the younger one just said, but he didn't say anything.

the elevator stopped at the fifth floor and the doors opened. both guys stepped out of it and went straight to open their doors to the apartments. both of them also realised, that they lived next to each other.

minho got into his apartment and closed the door. "shit."

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meanwhile minho was regretting his actions, the younger one felt even worse.

why?

nobody knows.

jisung had one of his panic attacks. his mind was like on fire, so overwhelmed. he thought of the accident with minho, his own actions, his lifestyle and many other things.

he needed a relief. right now.

‼️sh‼️
jisung's body went to the bathroom, not even asking his mind, as if this was some sort of a muscle memory or what. he locked himself in the bathroom and immediately grabbed this little, sharp razor, laying on the side of the sink and sat down. the stressed out boy put the razor really close to his arm, already imagining it sliding through his very soft and pale skin, revealing the cut full of red blood.

"shit" he said, as he nervously slid the razor through his skin. his hands were shaking.

he did this a bit often. it made him feel so good. feeling the pain, always made him forget about his thoughts, it felt unbelieveable, but each time he made a cut into his skin, the deeper he had to go the next time, to feel the peace once again.

when jisung saw his blood running down his hand, he sighed and started crying. his palm were covering his face, as if he felt shame on him. he didn't want to do this, everyone will think that he's doing it for some attention, but it was like a coping mechanism for him. he was clean for more than a week and now his streak just ended and started all over again.

he cried so silently. jisung was used to cry silently, because his parents are really strict and don't believe in mental illness or things like that. jisung has to deal with it all by himself, unless he wants to be yelled at. even his best friend felix doesn't know about this all. it's so complicated.

jisung's sobbing was shutting down by the passing time, until he was calm again. he looked at his arm and decided to clean the bloody wound. he took a soft and clean towel, then put it under the water coming from the tap. when the towel was all wet, jisung squeezed the water out of it and slowly started tapping around the wound to clean it. the wound wasn't that small, but it definitely didn't need any stitches.

his wound was finally cleaned and the boy decided to take some deep breaths on the balcony with fresh air. he put the towel onto the sink and went to the balcony's door. jisung slowly opened the door and walked onto the balcony's floor. he was barefoot and it was kind of dark and cold outside, maybe because it's already autumn. he felt his feet freezing, but didn't care about it at all.

jisung could smell a weird smell, it was the annoying smell of cigarettes. jisung turned his head to the left and he was so surprised.

there was minho, standing without any shirt on, smoking the cigarette, which jisung couldn't stand, but he didn't really care right now, because he was so speechless and surprised.

their eyes locked.

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