To all the people I don't like // Markhyuck

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|I never thought I would go looking for you, but now all I want is you.|

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--Donghyuck--

Almost 2 weeks have passed since that incident and, let's say, things changed since that day. Nothing major, just everyone's behaviour just...changed.
Wendy hasn't picked on me as much as she used to, heck, they all almost stopped completely. Although I didn't really see what had happened, I was almost sure it was going to cause trouble at the end of the day.
This strange feeling just stuck to me, held onto me like a bad thought, strange...huh?
Mark was still with me, although he didn't speak as much as he used to.

But besides this, something inside me changed, mentally and maybe even physically.

My health went down just that tiny bit, enough to notice it myself but not enough to have others notice it.
Mentally however, everyone sees it, but they just chose to ignore it anyway. Not like I mind, the last thing I want is any attention. I got some questions from Mark however, but he soon gave up after my answer stayed the same every time; I'm fine.

Today was one of the days I decided to look at that damn list again. I sighed, grabbing a pen and crossing almost every name on it. Forget it anyway. Revenge was the last thing on my clouded mind.
Throwing the pen back down on my desk, rather harsh, I switched off the light and made my way to my bed. The sheets almost on the ground as I dragged them back on the matress along with my body. My head hit the pillow, the pillow cold for now, as I sighed, this time in relief. Closing my eyes, the sheets loosely covering my legs and a small part of my upper body.

I was too tired. Too tired to eat. Too tired to sleep. So I layed there, waiting for sleep to finally hit me, hopefully before the clock would hit 4. Luckily, today sleep got to me fast, almost wanting to pull me in the debts of dispair and misery of every nightmare I would recieve. That didnt matter now...

That only matters tomorrow...

--Monday--

"You're here?" I heard Jisung's voice behind me before he sat down in front of me at the table. "No, I'm a ghost" I said, jokingly, although my voice sounded nothing but miserable at this point. "I didn't really expect you to...you know...be at school" he said, grabbing his phone from his bag. "Why?" I said, rather confused. He looked up at me. "Y'know...because of the show" he answered. I raised an eyebrow. "What sh--oh..." I grabbed my phone and looked at the date; June 24th.
I almost dropped my phone right then and there. Of course I forgot it, again.

Today was the day I looked up to most. It wasn't a specific reason, just that I couldnt bare to see Wendy perform. Or basically anyone from my class really.
I should've stayed home. I should've been laying in bed at this moment. But I was stupid...or was I?

The moment I dreaded most made me think of just the perfect solution.

"Jisung...can you help me with something?" I asked, my worries going away in an instant.
"And that is?" He raised an eyebrow as he said those lines. I smiled, innocently. "I have this plan..."

"I'm in"

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There we stood, above the whole scene going on with a bucket of iced water. "Are you sure it's a good plan?" Jisung asked, although he didnt seem to mind this whole idea. "Not really" I simply answered, focused on everything going on below us.

There was a short period of pure silence between us. Until Jisung decided to speak again. "Hey...what about you and Mark?" He asked, looking at me this time. I kept silent. "Come on, I know you like him more than a friend, Hyuck--"

"It's almost scene 15, Jisung"

He kept quiet again and looked back down. It was almost time. Time for us to finally shine.

Wendy stepped closer to Mark. Then even closer. Closer. Their lips moving in closer. Closer.

"Now"

That's when the iced water fell down, over the two of them. Jisung laughed as the people in the crowd, as well as on stage, were confused. Until the laughter from the crowd was heard. Almost mocking. Oh...poor them...

--Mark--

Scene 15, the scene I honestly hated to the bone. But I promised to do a good job, to my parents mostly, it didn't help that my mom was somewhere watching me as well.

I went on stage, the bright light blinding me for a good 5 seconds before I could process where we were. She spoke. The words all perfectly lined up with the script, so were mine. And as soon as we got closer and closer, closer to the moment I dreaded most. I felt...cold.

Soon enough I heard shocked gasps and the feeling of wet cold water came to mind. Like I was thrown into a bath with nothing but ice cubes. The crowd laughed, heck, I would've laughed too. Wendy stood in front of me, still with that shocked expression as her make-up got smeered all over her face.

Seulgi ran on stage, basically dragging her away from everyone's sight. I lifted my head and of course...there, all the way above the lights stood Hyuck.

He looked down at me, our eyes meeting after a second. He smiled, innocently as he waved.

I should've been angry, furious even. But hell.

I smiled and shook my head. I couldnt contain my laugh either. So everyone laughed. Everyone in the crowd, everyone on stage, backstage.

"What the hell, hyuck?!" I yelled as he chuckled.

"I love you, idiot!" He yelled back, shocking himself and me at the same time. Then he was gone. He walked away just like that. I ran backstage soon enough, only to see him bursting outside through the back door.

I followed, not sure why it was so important to me. All I saw was him running away, dissapearing behind a corner to another street. I stood there, not knowing what to do.

"Mark what are you doing?? Get back here, now!" I heard the voice of my mother who stood there at the back door, her coat zipped up all the way.

"I need to go see him" I simply said, walking the same road I saw Hyuck run.

"Mark?!" She yelled although I didnt answer her. "Get back here!!" Again I didnt reply. Why would I? I had way more important things to save my words for.

I never thought I would go looking for you, Hyuck.

But now all I want is you.