Dexsany, Academy Of Witchcraft {L.Mh - H.Js}

3

"I still need to unpack, I'll come later." Jisung waved Felix out the door. They were gonna meet their other friends, Seungmin and Hyunjin in the library, like always, but Jisung wanted to get his unpacking finished first.
"Don't take too long, Hyunjin has some hot tea, and he doesn't want to spill until we're all there." Felix frowned at the one day older boy.
"I'll hurry." Jisung smiled, before waving him away once more.

Jisung was always the last one in the friend group to arrive at school. Most of them arrived a week or so before him, since they lived all over England, while Jisung was just a two hour drive away. He didn't really mind for the most part, he had nothing against only coming a day or two before school started, the only bad thing about it was the time he lost with his friends.

"Look at you, can't even spell your baggage unpacked." A brisk familiar voice made Jisung snap out of his thoughts.
"What do you want Minho?" Jisung didn't dare to turn around. He knew the older was standing, leaning on the doorframe, looking rude as always.
"What do you think I want Jisung." The older sneered.
Jisung swallowed hard, before turning around.

Minho was that kind of attractive you can't really imagine, that kind you forget, and then get surprised when you see. Every time.

Jisung could feel his eyes turn yellow with fear when the older boy took a step towards him.

"What do you think I want? Jisung." Minho snapped his fingers, making the door close behind him.
He had dark brown eyes, matching his dark brown hair. He was frowning. And was biting the right side of his lip.

"I don't know, you tell me." Jisung gulped. Oh how he wanted to just kiss him.
"I want you to tell me why you've been thinking about me, when I clearly told you to not." Minho walked towards him.
"I can't just turn off my thoughts." Jisung scoffed, trying to not catch the older's gaze.
"I told you to not think about me. When I tell you to do something. You listen." Minho was standing right in front of him.
"Why should I? You don't own me." Jisung crossed his arms.
"I don't?"
"No. You absolutely do not own me Lee Minho."
"Then why can I do everything I want to you?"
"Because I choose to like it!" Jisung stared at the ground, knowing that he was spewing out lies. He didn't choose to like anything, his body just took over when it came to the bronze haired older.

"You know I hate lying baby." Minho smirked, before pushing the others chin up.
"You know I hate every single thing you do." He pulled him closer to his face.
"You would think I hated you too." Minho was whispering, but Jisung heard what he said clear as day.
"I should loathe you." Minho was so so close.
"I want to despise you."

"But I don't."