Red String Of Misery

Delusional

Jihoon has a secret to getting rid of his emotions and before you ask they're not healthy. Actually, it's far from it and if you've guessed it good for you, if you haven't it's pretty simple, but he'll tell you anyway. It involves a blade. He'll let your imagination do the rest. While many like Seungkwan see him as an open book, there's a few things he's managed to keep under wraps. he's still cooped up in his room and thankfully his room mate transferred out, so he's got the dorm all to himself. He sometimes wishes he has a room mate just so he won't feel lonely, but he hasn't got one and the chances that he'll go to Seungcheol for comfort just like he used to in high school and slim, actually they're non existent.

Jihoon stands and he walks to his bed. His hands are itching to feel the cool blade slice through his wrist, but he can't. He almost slipped up once, he almost gave himself away, but rest assured he's going to give himself sometime before he can give himself the pleasure of doing so again. For right now, he'll have to shut everything off and clench his hands so tight until he can't feel them anymore.

He's not aware when he closed his eyes and drifted asleep until he woken up three hours later by Seungkwan.

"Jihoon, open up," he says as Jihoon lazily goes to open the door.

"Get dressed," is all Seungwan says as he sits on Jihoon's bed.

"Why?" he says.

"Because we're going to a party," he answers as his gaze says he won't take no for an answer. Jihoon sighs as he looks through his drawer. He settles for a grey beanie, grey sweater, and some blue jeans. His hair has long since been dyed blonde. He likes when he had pink hair, but when he looks in a mirror it only reminds himself of when he and Seungcheol used to be closer than ever.

When he's done, they're out of the dorm and into another building. Jihoon's long since mastered the art of ignoring whenever he feels the red string around his wrist rustle, so he doesn't know that Seungcheol's at that party too.

"Cheer up Jihoon. I brought you to this party so you could have fun."

"I'll try," says Jihoon as he gives Seungkwan the best smile he could manage. They enter the building and the first thing Jihoon notices is the blaring music. He can hardly hear when Seungkwan is asking him if he wants to drink something. They walk to the center of the room, where they spot Mingyu and a couple of their friends.

"JIhoon, Seungkwan, there you are," he waves them.

They're greeted by their friends a few of which he hasn't much talked to since high school.

"Jihoon, is that you?" says Jisoo as he looks at Jihoon with a surprised look. Jihoon nods as he greets him.

"Woah, I almost didn't recognize you without your pink hair," he says. And it's true, Jihoon has changed since high school. He no longers has the pink hair he's known for and he looks a bit more serious.

"Yeah, we all change," he says with a smile.

"I know, but Seungcheol hasn't changed much. I've noticed that you guys are not as close anymore. You guys were like highschool sweethearts back then. What happened?" he asks, but Jihoon just brushes it off as something that has changed over time.

"Look who decided to join us," says Soonyoung as he brings Seungcheol and Jeonghan to the center. Jihoon's heart stops for a second.

"Wow we're all here just like old times."

Seungcheol greets them all, even Jihoon who had previously slammed the door in his face. Jihoon makes no effort to talk to him because he still can't. They start talking about who their soulmates are. Wonwoo was able to see that he was fated to be with Mingyu and the pair had no trouble going out, seeing as how they were already madly in love with each other.