Failure had hit him like a ton of brick yesterday, but then an idea struck.
See, he knew English was Felix's last class of the day, which also meant it was Seungmin's. He also knew that Seungmin had to take the bus home, which meant he had to wait out front with the rest of the students who also had no other means of transportation. So as soon as that last bell rang, Minho booked it to the front doors, milling about in the crowd as he tried to spot the boy. This was his only lead to finding the pretty boy again.
Time ticked on and the crowd lessened with every passing car. Minho started to worry he might have gotten the wrong information, that was until he spotted Seungmin coming out through the front doors. He had been right. Like clockwork, the bus was pulling into the school, everyone lining up. Minho had to work fast. He placed himself near the line, but didn't stand in it, not until he was sure Seungmin would be behind him. That would be when he pounced.
"Excuse me?" Seungmin glanced up.
"Yeah?"
"Would you happen to know someone by the name Jeongin?" With confusion written all over his face, he nodded. "And would that Jeongin happen to have a friend who has red hair and chubby cheeks." Minho held his breath as Seungmin thought about it, eyes up on the sky as if they would give him answers.
"Aren't you Felix's hockey friend." Not at all the answer he was looking for. Minho raised a brow.
"That wasn't what I asked, but if you really need to have it answered, yes I am." He nodded solemnly, like he had been the one to approach Minho. A little annoyed, Minho couldn't help but blurt, "Well?"
"Well what?" This boy was unbelievable.
"Does Jeongin have a friend with-"
"Oh that, if you're referring to Jisung, then yeah." Jisung. He had a name for the pretty boy. He smiled wide, biting his lip to try and contain his excitement.
"Do you know where I can find Jisung?" Seungmin became pensive again, the line now almost nonexistent. He knew that any minute now the bus driver would honk her horn because they would be the last two in line. He edged closer with every second, praying Seungmin just spit it out already.
"I'm not sure." All that build up for an indefinite answer. Minho was crushed again. "But you can ask Jeongin, he's usually in the music room after school." So maybe the kid isn't totally useless. He waves him goodbye, rushing away to what could be one step closer to finding Jisung.
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Jersey - Minsung
FanfictionMinho is a hockey player who falls for a pretty boy at the ice rink. Cover creds go to @minhoneys