Strangers || Minsung

27.

Jisung stomped towards his class unenthusiastically. Psychology class was not really Jisung's favourite, not because he didn't like the subject. He loved it actually. Speaking the truth, he didn't like being away from his friends.
He did have friends in psychology class too, but it's just not the same. It's complicated, okay.

As he was walking lazily in his own world, he felt a hand on his shoulder which startled him a bit. He swiftly turned to look at the owner of the hand.

"Hey Jisung." Minho cracked a smile.

"Oh my god, are you a ghost? How did you teleport here?"

"I didn't teleport, you were just daydreaming."

"I was not. What are doing here, anyways?"

"I'm here for my class."
"Which class?"
"Psychology."
"Oh, me too. How come I didn't see you then? Oh wait, aren't you a senior?"

"You ask too many questions."
"And you answered none."

"Damn, okay. You must be in your own world, like now, to not see me. And yeah, I'm a senior but God knows what they're doing and how we have a class together.

"Hmm, maybe the add on classes are the same for everyone irrespective of the year they're from."

"That might be true."

"Well, whatever the reason, I'm happy you're with me. I usually get so bored in psychology class."

"Why so?" Minho and Jisung slumped on their seats, next to each other.

"Because my close friends are not with me, duh."

''Aww, it's okay, I'm here now." Minho patted Jisung's hair and smiled.

"Yeah, whatever." was what came out of Jisung's mouth but only he knew how happy and relieved he was to have someone, specifically Minho, by his side.

"Did you do the assignment?" Jisung asked while taking out his notebook from his bag.

"We have to submit it today?" Minho slightly panicked.

"We had an assignment?" said a loud voice from behind. The pair turned to looked at Yeonjun who sat behind them, agape.

"As expected from you, Yeonjun." Jisung shook his head in disbelief. Minho stifled a laugh.

"Don't worry, it's due in 2 days. I was just asking him." Jisung reassured Minho and Yeonjun.

"Oh thank god. You should've been clearer, Jisung. Scared me for nothing." Yeonjun heaved a sigh of relief.

"Wow, now that's my fault, too. Okay" Jisung rolled his eyes.

"Hey, who's this handsome guy? Not more than me, of course." Yeonjun 'whispered' to Jisung.

"You know he could hear you, right?"

"Hey, this handsome guy is Lee Minho. Nice to meet you." Minho chuckled and extended his hand.

"Hello, I'm Choi Yeonjun, this brat's friend." He said, referring to Jisung.

"The fuck-"