jisung is an average high school student who has a hopeless crush on his fellow classmate minho and he only gets to talk to him during english class
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«Jisung knew it was dumb to get his hopes up everytime he made eye contact with Minho or wh...
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The next day the first feeling that Jisung perceived when he woke up was nausea. He felt like he was going to throw up any moment. And it was not a hangover - he hadn't even drunken that much. Besides he knew what a hangover felt like, he had had enough of them, and that morning he was sure it was simple nausea. He didn't know what caused it but he refused to get out of bed when Seungmin woke him up.
«I'm not feeling well.» The brunet groaned when his friend suspiciously stepped onto the first stair of the ladder to have a better look at Jisung. Being the know-it-all friend he was, he instantly noticed that Jisung wasn't lying this time. He sighed. «Come on, get up and come eat breakfast. Maybe you'll feel better afterwards.» The younger pulled the blanket away from Jisung's face, giving him a look of sympathy.
Jisung only let out a groan and sat up, right when Felix also leaned up to look at him. «Geez, you really do look sick my boy.» Seungmin gave him a warning look, making Felix raise his hands in defense and disappear in the bathroom again.
«Here we go.» Seungmin softly said, helping Jisung, who felt absolutely no strength in his limbs, down from the top bunk. «Wow, I've never felt this sick.» Jisung mumbled weakly as he grabbed his clothes and sat down onto Felix's bed. «You've never looked this sick either.» Felix whistled from the bathroom, earning an annoyed «Felix!» from Seungmin. «Maybe it's just the lack of sleep.»
When the boys got downstairs for breakfast, Jisung saw Minho and his friends already sitting at the same table they had been sitting at the evening before. However, it was one of those very few days that Jisung didn't feel like freaking out over Minho. Not even the occurrence of last night made him embarrassed or excited, he was feeling too nauseous for anything of that kind. So he just trailed behind Seungmin, not really hungry, but still grabbing a roll and some slices of ham, before going to sit down at a table. Not even a minute later a cup of tea was placed in front of him, followed by Hyunjin sliding into the seat next to him, smiling softly. Jisung returned a thankful smile and started eating, more or less against his will.
After breakfast, Jisung actually started feeling better and was more happy than relieved about not having that annoying feeling of queasiness anymore.
The teachers had made some announcements before the class made their way to Jung-gu by foot to visit the Yongudusan Park. At first Jisung had been annoyed by the fact they had to go by foot but the park turned out to be pretty close, so they didn't have to walk that far. Jisung couldn't tell how much time they spent there, but afterwards they visited the Trick Eye Museum that was located right next to the park. Hyunjin had insisted on being photographed with almost every painting in the museum, making Seungmin threaten him that he'd have to pay for a new memory card for his camera. Jisung thought the museum was one of the coolest places he'd ever visited and he'd even himself taken a bunch of pictures there. From time to time he had also seen Chan taking photos of Minho, making Jisung wonder if the older would upload them on Instagram later on as he really wanted to see how they had turned out.
Even after the museum visit, Jisung managed to maintain a good mood as they went to The Bay 101 by bus. There they had a cool view of some skyscrapers and even though they'd look better at night, everyone once again took a lot of pictures. The teachers had even allowed them to have some free time, in which Jisung and his friends went to grab some street food.
Jisung felt like it was just their luck that it started raining right when everyone had settled into the bus. The rain had gotten really strong quickly and was thrashing against the windows. The brunet released a sigh, disappointed in the sudden weather change, but then again they were going to go to a restaurant anyway. Moreover, he had gotten a hold of a seat right in front of Minho and Chan. While Jisung was sitting next to the window, Felix was sitting next to the passageway - halfway hanging off his seat in an earlier attempt of turning around to talk to Chan.
Jisung, on the other hand, was afraid to turn around because he'd have to face Minho then. Not only was he still embarrassed about having slept in his arms but his usual shyness was holding him back as well. He really wanted to see Minho's face, though, and as if Felix had heard his thoughts, his best friend suddenly turned towards him. «Jisung! We're going to Chan's room again tonight. Are you down?»
The brunet turned in his seat to face both Felix and Chan who were looking at him expectantly. «Sure.» He replied, his eyes quickly shifting to Minho and just as quickly back again to Chan. Minho wasn't really paying attention to them, he had his earphones in his ears, head leaning against the windowpane. His bangs had slightly fallen onto his forehead, almost covering his eyes. Jisung took another quick glance at the boy and whined internally at how good he was looking.
«Will...everyone be there like last time?» Jisung asked cautiously, trying not to make it obvious he wanted Minho to be there. Chan furrowed his eyebrows. «Yeah. I guess? I don't know about anyone leaving.» The older boy laughed after finishing his sentence and Jisung gave him an awkward smile, nodding.
«Why? Want someone special to be there?» Felix nudged Jisung's side and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, making Jisung blush furiously. Did he know? But before Jisung could even open his mouth to contradict, Chan shrugged, shooting Jisung a knowing smile. «I mean we could invite some of the girls over.»
No! No, no! Jisung wanted to reply, but it would be to obvious and strange. He didn't want any girls to join them. Especially not certain best friends of Minho. However, it would make Jisung sound dumb if he said he didn't want girls to hang out with them, he held back a sigh.
Like on cue, Minho pulled out his earphones, suddenly joining their conversation. Jisung figured he had overheard it, even with earphones in. «Oh! Yes, let's invite some of them. I'll ask Tzuyu.»
