FIRE ON FIRE {Minsung}

3. {No one touches him}

It's kind of a short chapter but I swear it will be worth it. (I hope)

Me and Felix walked into class and immediately all eyes were on us of course. "Mr. Lee you were gone to the bathroom for an awefully long time." The short male of a teacher looked at Felix with a glare, and then looked at me. "And who's this?" he asked. "This is Jisung, he's a new student." The teacher nodded. "Well Felix you can go back to your desk now. Hello Jisung I'm Mr. Min, you can go sit back there beside Minho."

I froze, and I took a quick look at Minho who was smirking at my shyness. Well shit. I pointed to the back to make sure I heard him right the first time. "Yes beside Minho." Mr. Min pointed this time. I just nodded and took a breath and strolled to the back of the class.

I pulled the chair back and sat down.

The rest of the class wasn't all that bad, I was actually paying attention the whole time and was writing down notes. Minho has been awe fully quiet, isn't he like bad news or something? I kinda imagined him to be more aggressive. I got a bit curious and looked to my side a bit. I then, in the corner of my eye I see him staring at me. I quickly look back to my notes and pretended I was looking at something else.

I already know he's smirking. "There's no need to be afraid of looking at me pretty boy." Minho whispers in my ear, and it sent shivers down my spine. "Please don't call me that, I-I'm just trying to do my work."I whispered back without looking at him because I was clearly flustered and red. "Aww but you're cute when you're scared." He replies back. "." I say back. Minho tsked and didn't speak for the rest of the class.

//Time skip after school//

I walked up the stairs of the school to my locker. As I got to the top I kept walking towards my locker. But as I walked past the boy's washrooms I heard voices, I didn't think anything and maybe people were just gossiping.
Until I heard my name.

"I will be assigning you each some boys to pick on. No one touches that Jisung kid, he's mine and mine only." The voice of Minho spoke.

"Well by the way you treated him on his first day doesn't seem like he's going to wanna actually be with you." A dark and raspy voice spoke.

"Shut up Changbin, or do you not want Felix?" Minho replies with a sly tone.

The washrooms went quite for a second.

"Ya! I knew Changbin wanted to fuck that freckled kid." Another deep voice spoke.

"Shut the fuck up Johnny! You have no place to speak when you've been fucking the student council president during breaks! And what was his name again? The fucking number ten?" Changbin snapped.

"Be fucking quite both of you! Now, Mark you have that Hyuck kid."

"Alright I guess." Mark said sounding incredibly bored and tired.

"And Taeyong you got Doyoung."

"Okay." The supposed Taeyong replied.

"Alright it's settled, let's go." Minho said while already starting to walk out.

Jisung heard foot steps coming and he quickly walked to his which wasn't too far from where he was standing. He grabbed his bag and he shut the locker. Jisung turned and was met with the face of the one and only Minho, and his group was already gone.

"W-what do you w-want?" Jisung stuttered. Minho had dark eyes and Jisung noticed his clenched fists.

"You were listening weren't you?" Minho had a dark tone and stepped closer. "U-um n-no I wasn't." Jisung replies almost immediately.

"Don't fucking lie to me, I heard you walk away to your locker." Jisung tried to move to get away but hands where slammed to both of his sides aggressively, trapping him. Jisung blushed madly at the others sudden movement. He wasn't going to lie, Minho was pretty handsome.

"I-I'm Sorry..." Jisung whimpered.

Minho looked him deep in the eyes and for some reason Jisung felt. Calm?

"Tsk!" Is all that Minho could answer with and let him go.

Jisung heaved as if he's been holding his breath that entire time.

Minho chuckled, lifting up the blondes chin he whispers. "Better tell that freckled friend of yours to be careful from now on, same goes for you too. Cause what you overheard in the bathroom is true." He let go and Minho grabbed his bag and walked off. The way he spoke always gave me shivers and I don't know why.

The hell was that? Why the hell was I acting so weird? Around him? And why was he so familiar? I regained myself and went towards the other stairs.

My sexuality was always weird, ever since that night when I was younger.