Not So Different, Are We?

3~Jihoon

It's been about a month since Jihoon came to the school, and to say he didn't like it would have been a lie. Sure, people picked on him a lot, but Junhong had introduced him to all the nice people he knew, who all seemed to like him a lot. And of course, there was Junhong. How could he forget one of the first people to talk to him and probably (see: definitely) his favorite person at the school?

It was Friday morning, and Jihoon was sitting on his bed, already ready for school, tuning his guitar, as he hadn't played in a while. His phone buzzed on the nightstand next to him, and glancing over at the screen, he saw it was from Junhong. He picked up his phone, reading the message, pouting a little bit at what he read.

          From: Junhong

          Hey, I'll be missing most of the first hour today. Can you get any of the work I miss for me if I'm gone all hour?

Jihoon set his phone down and finished tuning his guitar because you know.. Priorities. (AKA he didn't want to seem too annoying by answering instantly.). He strummed a few times and then set his guitar back in its case, picking up his phone once again.

          To: Junhong

          Sure. Why are you going to be late?

          From: Junhong

          Doctor's appointment.
          I have to go now, see you.

          To: Junhong

          Alright, see you.

He put his phone in his pocket and got up, standing up and contemplating whether or not he wanted to take his guitar to school. he decided that no, he didn't want to walk all the way to school with it. He stretched his arms and walked out of his room to see his appa sitting at the table reading a newspaper. "Morning Jihoon," he said as he looked up at him.

"Morning Appa." Jihoon smiled and walked into the kitchen to make some toast, coming out a few minutes later to sit at the table across from his appa.

"Someone's in a bright mood today, why's that?"

"I'm not sure. I just am." He felt his phone buzz and took it out from his pocket, confused for a second because he thought Junhong was at an appointment, but then realized it was from Jongup. he mentally facepalmed because 'no, Jihoon, Junhong isn't the only person with your phone number.'

          From: Jongup

          Hey is there any way you could get a ride to my place tomorrow morning at like 9?
          It's Junhong's birthday and we're throwing him a little surprise party.
          If not we can come get you it's no big deal but could you?
          Sorry about such a short notice ^^

Jihoon's face lit up a little more, and he looked up at his appa. "Hey, appa? Junhong's birthday is tomorrow and-"

"Hold on, Junhong is which one?"

"The really tall one I always talk about." Jihoon's eyes lit up at the mention of him. Not because he liked him or anything, nope, definitely not. It was just because Junhong was super nice to him all the time.

"Alright, proceed" his appa smiled at him.

Jihoon giggled. "His friends are throwing him a surprise party, and they asked me if I could join."

"I think that'll be fine. Do you work?" his appa asked as he set the newspaper down completely.

"No, but could you give me a ride? Not to his house; to Jongup's. At about 9?"