Pick me | Wanna One

5.1

{Seonmi's POV}

"Hibiscus Syriacus, also known as the Rose of Sharon. It's a pretty flower. Did you know that your country says it symbolizes immortality? My country says it symbolizes virginity, wealth, gentles, and fame." I softly touched the flower as I remembered Justin's words.

"You're beautiful, and something I can't relate to." I mumble to myself. I sigh and stare at the flower.

"But you know already, right? I mean, I have cried many times here and I'm sure you've heard my stories. My past. You may even know other peoples' stories and worries. You might've heard a lot." I chuckled to myself.

"You're a wall flower. A literal wall flower." I heard footsteps and jumped. I turned around to see Woojin.

"Why're you here? Did something happen?" I shook my head.

"That's not the reason I'm here right now. This flower, is why I'm here." I pointed to it. He looked confused.

"Our national flower? Why?" I chuckle.

"I was told about it when I finally noticed it the other day." Woojin walked over to stand beside me.

"Did something happen though? Why were you here before?" I sighed.

"Minho-" Woojin clenched his fist.

"What did he do this time." His jaw was clenched.

"He's related to Sungwoon...they are brothers. But their parents are split. I just don't get it. How can someone like Minho be the younger brother of someone like Sungwoon? Their upbringing couldn't have been that different, could they?" Woojin shrugged.

"Honestly, I can't tell you much. He barely talked about his life at home. It was like he was hiding it, like he was ashamed." Woojin said.

"But why tell me then?" I question.

"Maybe to gain trust, I don't know but whatever you do...don't trust him." I nod.

"But it's weird." I say.

"What's weird?" I sigh.

"Who're you talking to?" Sungwoon questioned. Minho looked a little surprised by Sungwoon's question.

"You don't need to worry. I'm not important. I'll tell you some other time Seonmi. See you later." Minho started walking backwards while staring at Sungwoon with a slight glare.

"They acted like they didn't know each other in front of me." I softly said. Suddenly my eyes widen.

"Do you think Sungwoon knows?!" I nearly yell. I begin panicking.

"Do you think he knew and he pretended not to know because he knew what Minho did?" I whisper shout. My thoughts were unclear.

"Woah, woah. Breathe, breathe." He says in an attempt to calm me down.

"What does he think of me? If he knows about that then he must think something of me." Woojin softly grabs my shoulders.

"Seonmi. Look at me. Calm down. Whether he knows or not, he probably won't bring it up. Plus, he's been hanging out with you recently right?" I nod my head.

"If he thought anything bad about you he wouldn't." I shake my head.

"What if it's out of pity? What if he feels bad about what his brother did and he's trying to make it up to me?" I couldn't convince myself anything good.