I didn't see Minho much after that. Not for a couple weeks anyway. Anytime I did, it would only be a glimpse of him as he dashed off somewhere.
Of course I missed him but I didn't take his constant rush and busyness personally. I knew he was training hard so that he could continue his road to debut and that he wouldn't have much spare time to talk.
As the days passed, I often wondered how the show was going and if Minho was alright.
I didn't get my answer until a few weeks after our last conversation.
I was chatting with a few of my trainee friends in the hall, outside the practise studio. One of the girls, Hyerim, was telling a the story of her audition and I was blanking out. It was a funny story but I'd heard it several times.
A little way up the hall, a door was slammed shut. I jumped at the noise but friends merely glanced that way then returned to their conversation.
I probably would have done the same had I not saw the familiar figure walking away with hunched over shoulders that shook slightly as though they had hiccups or were crying.
Minho.
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Fanfiction"Well you're cute." "So are you." "We should be cute together." ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘❤∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ In which two JYP trainees crash into each other and start something beautiful. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘❤∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Short chapters.
