𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐀 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐋 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒

𖦹 eleven 𖦹

I suck at literature dont @ me if this will be really bad.

╚» JISUNG «╝

"Romeo, whereart for though, Romeo."

The little girl raises her hands up with the script by her hand. She stares at Jisung in nervous, he should be saying his lines by now.

Jisung puts his hands by his waist with the paper making a crumpling sound by his action. He mumbles "I would have said that better than you."

"Romeo!"

The blond rolls his eyes and stare at the old man with glasses who has been observing their practice. He didn't like to come witness the play if Jisung would act like that.

"This isn't the time to show off you're a homosexual person." The man with glasses, the director stands up from his chair and walk up to Jisung. Snatching the paper from the blond's hand and showing it infront of him.

"For you are Romeo Montague, the boy who falls inlove with a girl named Juliet out of his parents' decision." He exclaimed the words with hand gestures.

Jisung grimaces.

"More like a problematic pedophile going to wed a young girl without his parents' will."

The director snarls and threw the pieces of paper at the blond. "Thirty minutes and I better see a better practice."

When the man left the place, Jisung forms a frown and grabs his script from the ground. He glances at his lines and sat at the stairs.

The girl who plays as Juliet sits with him and sigh. "Hey, "

"Don't pull of any fanfiction energy around me, I'm not interested in girls." He says in disgust.

The little girl was annoyed and stood up from the stairs, she dust off the dirt on her skirt in annoyance and twirled to the exit.

When she left, Jisung put his palm by his cheek and mumbled. "Show off. "

He notice a person walking inside the auditorium and it was Lee Minho. The brunette boy who is part of the dance department, also the one he admires.

Jisung frozes for a while.

Why would his crush come and visit his practices? Was this payback after what he did?

For months of wishing he would come to his practices, was this it? Will he finally get an answer?

Jisung shakes his head and stand up from the stairs. He made sure to make a welcoming face and not look like a fool.

"Oh, Minho hyung!" He shrieked, accidentally. Then softly curses thinking hyung wasn't the right term for him to call the guy, and also because he call him in a high pitch tone.

Minho didn't notice, he wasn't giving any expression on the call and smiles. "Hi, uhm, Jisung..."

The blond curses. Perhaps he's making him uncomfortable.

Gulps nervously, he come up with a topic. "So, what brings you here?"

The brunette widens his eyes for a second and then cut eye contact. He looks around the auditorium and answers. "I, uh, c-come to support you, if you don't mind-"

"Excellent!" He shrieks again.

Cursing again, he clears his throat. "I mean, sure, you can." Minho lets out a laugh, maybe because he thought he was cute, Jisung thought. Well, wished.

Jisung was able to laugh with the boy to fill up the awkwardness in their conversation. However, a shout cut them off.

"Alright guys, It's time to go back to practice!" The petite girl who'll play as Juliet shouted on the stage.

All the role players stop from what they're doing and walk to the stage. Jisung rolls his eyes and mutter "Show off"

He excuses himself from Minho and ran to the stage, he was stopped when the brunette calls him. "Call me Minho and I'll call you Jisung, okay?"

Jisung's heart stopped. This scene was too perfect to be forgotten, he admitted. The blond gulps and mutter "I think it would be better if I call you mine."

"What?" Minho asks.

Jisung smiles and shooks his head. "Nothing." And then he proceeds to the stage with his crush rooting for his play.

Jisung rushes to get his papers when someone smacked his ass.

He turned around to see the little girl again. "Look who's going to have some ass to eat today?" She awkwardly laughs when Jisung didn't replied.

"We were close?"

Juliet was unamusely disappointed. "Not to burst your bubble but we're suppose to be partners in the play so you better treat me right. Even if you have a handsome boyfriend." Jisung blushes at the word boyfriend, were they that chummy with each other?

"I don't think I should be friendly with you, considering I've never knew your name."

"It's Susan."

"Alright, Susan, would you please fuck off?"

Susan glares at Jisung before mumbling. "Language."

"Canst you not notice my presence?" Jisung smiles wryly when he saw her face of defeat. She groans out of anger and twirls around before walking far from him.

"Show off." Jisung says again before continuing to find his papers. But one thing was wrong, he can't find his papers. He curses and then he starts to panic.

His director, the glasses man, shouts about continuing the practice and the blond gulps. Might as well go without the papers.

Everything went smoothly.

He remember some lines of his but other than that, his wet hands and his eyes averting to any place per second can tell that he's nervous.

"Romeo," He glanced at Susan whispering at him. "Your line."

There he notice he was spacing out. He doesn't know which line are they referring so he's pretty much dead meat. "Jisung? Your line?" Glasses guy asked.

"Sir, I forgot." He mutters. "What?"

"I, I lost my script, sir."

His director freezes. He was lost at words and didn't know what to say. "Y-You," He was in disbelief.

He stoods up from his chair and ran out to Jisung who had his head low. "I knew you were worthless-"

His director was cut off. Jisung was confused on why wasn't he doing anything for awhile and saw someone stopped glassed guy from slapping the him, someone grabbed his director's arm.

And that person was Minho.

"I think that's unnecessary, sir."