Spin the bottle // Minsung ✔

~ Part 11 ~

As they were all laughing, and making fun of Changbin, Jisung bumped into someone.

"Ugh, hey! Watch where you're going-" He yelled, but died down, as he turned to look at the person who made him drop his books.

Minho, ofcourse.

"Ah sorry Jisung-ah! I'm in a rush, though. Bye!" He panted as if he'd been running for ten minutes.

The three of them watched him as he ran off and saw someone hug him tightly out of nowhere.

"W-who's that?" Jisung asked his two hyungs who were standing next to him.

"That's Minjun... He used to attend this school and was in our class but he got kicked out last year. Guess Minho kept in touch with him.. Minjun... kind of had a thing for Minho back then, that hasn't changed I assume." Changbin explained but Chan nudged his arm, indicating that he shouldn't have said the last part of his explanation.

As Jisung stared at the two, who are still in embrace, he had made eye contact with Minjun... He doesn't think the guy likes him very much since he glared at him. He turned around again and picked up his books. "Ah okay... Anyway back to our convo!"

Chan and Changbin shared a glance and then just continued their conversation while they walked to class.. well Chan and Changbin's class, Jisung had a free period after break.

His two hyungs were now in class and Jisung decided to just spend his free period in the library which was at the other side of the school.

He walked through the hallway, towards the library as he noticed someone walk up to him.

"Oh, well well well... If it isn't the Han Jisung." A voice spoke, in a slightly frightening tone.

It's that Minjun guy who glared at him just a few minutes ago.

"You know.. Your existence is really annoying. Since a few years ago all Minho talks about is you... What's so special about you anyway."

"I-"

"He should be mine."

"Well I'm sorry he's got better taste than that." Jisung hissed, which made him receive a punch in the face.

The ring Minjun was wearing made a slight but deep cut in the younger's lip.

"Stay away from Minho, you ugly piece of shit." And with that, Minjun left.

What did he do to deserve this. Minho and him aren't even a thing.

Wait... Minho talked about me, for years? Why? I thought he hated me... Oh wait right he doesn't, he pretended to hate me... like I pretended to hate him.

A few hours later at lunch, Jisung was sitting alone at a table. The others joined him short after, though.

He was wearing a mask, covering the slight bruise on his cheek and the cut in his lip.

Minho sat in front of the younger, looking at him questionably.

Hyunjin, who sat diagonally in front of him, next to Minho, spoke up. "Jisung, why are you wearing your mask? It's lunch, how do you plan on eating while wearing it?"

"I'm not hungry." Jisung simply answered, avoiding eye contact with anyone, espescially Minho, who was in fact staring through his skull.

Minho wasn't having any of it. Jisung loves food so he wouldn't not eat lunch. He was still staring at the younger questionably as he finally snatched away his mask.

"Hey!! Give that back!" Jisung yelled, the bruise slightly hurting because of it.

"What the hell happened to you? Who did that?" Minho asked angrily. "And don't you dare say that you slipped and fell."