What society wants (Xiuhan fanfic)

Two days (Minseoks POV)

I haven't been able to talk to Luhan for a good full on two days. Ever since he sold his phone, I've been getting more worried about him. Class was starting any minute now and Luhan still wasn't at school. "Minseok, you left before I did, why didn't you wait for me?" Kris asks in a smile while walking up to my desk. 

"I didn't want to hold you up..." I reply in a quiet tone, staring down at my desk. 

"What's wrong Minseok? Are you still upset that Luhan hasn't tried talking to you?" 

I slowly nod to Kris, feeling even more upset. "Maybe it wasn't a good thing to move in with you, if Luhan is this upset about it, I should just go and live with my parents. I would rather stay in my house and withstand my parents nagging me every time they see me, then having Luhan be angry with me and ignore my whole existence." I explain in the same light mumble. 

At the same time the school bell rang for class to start and Kris gently patted my shoulder. "It'll be fine Minseok, Luhan will come around." Kris reassures me before he turned around to go to his desk. 

I knew Kris was right, it's not like Luhan can ignore me forever...but why is he so angry about this? 

Class started and the teacher was talking about some sort of ancient person in Korean history that had a big impact on Korea, but I couldn't pay attention to anything she was saying. Everything she saying was going over my head. Midway through the lesson, the door opened and Luhan came walking in. He looked sweaty and out of breath, like he ran all the way to school. 

"Luhan, so you decided to come to school today?" The teacher questions, stopping the lesson and looking at Luhan. 

Luhan nodded, still panting because he was out of breath, streams of sweat was pouring from his forehead. The most confusing part was that he was sweating when it's still cold outside. What was he doing to get so sweaty?

"Sorry, I-I didn't he-hear my alarm. I'm-I'm going to my seat right now." Luhan says through the uncontrollable panting. He looked like he was just about to pass out as he wobbled his way to his desk to sit down. Once he sat down he let out a big breath of air, staring up at the ceiling of the room. 

A couple people, including myself stared at Luhan wondering what was going on. Luhan is definitely not acting like himself. Once it looked like Luhan had finally caught his breath, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat up straight in his seat, clearing his throat before looking back at me. 

Once Luhan looked at me I instantly looked down, avoiding eye contact with him. I can't believe how angry Luhan might be with me right now. He ignored me for two days straight. The last time we talked we got into a fight.

The next couple of periods were awkward because Luhan kept leaving the class every five minutes to 'go to the bathroom.' Our third period teacher got so suspicious that she sent Luhan to the office because he kept leaving the room too much. I was also wondering what was going on, and why he kept leaving the room. 

When lunch time came around, I staid in my desk and pulled out the lunch that I brought to school. Someone stood before my desk, towering over me, and when I looked up I was surprised to see it was Luhan. 

I instantly looked back down at my lunch again, not wanting to speak to him. I could hear Luhan groan loudly and it made me slightly flinch but that didn't bring me to raise my head. I heard the floor screeching and when I glanced up, Luhan was dragging a chair across the floor, bringing it to the front of my desk and sitting in front of me, staring at me. 

After a long, agonising minute of Luhan just staring at me, I had enough. I looked up at Luhan and ask a faint, soft "what, Luhan?" 

"I'm sorry" Luhan says which surprised me. I looked up at him with the same confused expression on my face.