• LOVE HATES • [Minsung]

》11《

Kinda sad chapter ahead.

After having lunch seungmin walked to the main block office to run an errand for his home room teacher. He collected the file he was asked to and proceeded to walk to the staff room.

He automatically halted as he saw that one man he wished he could be. Lee minho.
His body forced himself to hide beside the lockers. He closed his eyes and breathed out.

His eyes flipped open when he heard a sound so familiar, a sound he could recognise amidst the chatter of thousands. He absent mindedly peeked to see them.

"Hi Minho hyung"

"Hi hyunjin"

Oh how much seungmin wished that smile belonged to him and only him, but hyunjin always smiled the brightest for Minho.

Seungmin felt his head growing heavier each second. He slowly started losing his balance so he leaned against the wall and the voices inside his head shouted at him
"YOU ARE A LOSER SEUNGMIN"

"I'm coming over to your place"
Minho backhugged hyunjin, resting his head on his shoulders ever so lightly.
Hyunjin's body tensed. Blood rushed to his cheeks
"b- but but the assignement is over"

"Oh so I'm not allowed to come to your house if not for assignment..." minho clenched his heart while making a hurt expression.

"Omg no that's not what I meant" hyunjin's voice cane out high pitched. Minho ruffled his hair.

Seungmin couldn't take anymore.
He felt so powerless, so pathetic, his knees were weak.
Was this how he was gonna live everyday from then?
Seeing them act like this, burning his broken heart into ashes.

What was this feeling? He wasn't happy? He wasn't angry? He wasn't crying? Seungmin never knew how to define his feelings. He would feel things but wouldn't know how to explain them, to distinguish them.
He felt tired.
He waited for them to leave.

He saw some of his friends on the way to the staff room but he wasn't in the right mind to speak to them. They looked worried.

"Mr Byun, here are the files"

The teacher reached out one hand to take the file from seungmin, with one hand busy writing down something. He raised his eyes that were fixed on the papers and the smile on his face faded as soon as he saw the look on the boy's face.

"Seungmin?" He asked more like a question wanting to know what was wrong.

"Can I pls go home" Seungmin asked politely.

Baekhyun knew seungmin. He had 100% attendance so far, and he was not the type to cut classes, besides he could read his face.

He kept the papers down and got up from his seat. The teacher was shorter than the boy by a few centimetres. He was now in front of the boy. He brushed of a strand of hair from seungmin's face.
"You're hurt"

Seungmin avoided his teacher's eyes which were glazed with worry.
"Take all your time"
"...and you know you can come to me right"
"For anything"

There was a pause.

"Thank you Mr Byun for your concern, but I'm really fine it's just a headache" Seungmin succeeded to flash his cheerful smile.

"Right"
"Take rest then, get home safe" the teacher returned his smile.

Seungmin exited the room without wasting any time. He couldn't stand the place anymore, it was suffocating him.

"I'm worried about seungmin" Baekhyun looked sad.

"He said it's just a headache-"

"He's lying Chanyeol."