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Everyone is looking at Jisung, staring at him because of his sudden outburst. "Does he know the new kid?" they all whispered. He realized that he had caught the attention of everyone and starts to sink down on his seat slowly.
"I thought he was someone I knew.." Jisung awkwardly said. Haechan looks at him on the other side. "What's with you, Jisung?" The taller ignored him. "Nothing, hyung.." Chenle, on the other hand, was confused.
He can really feel that Jisung wants to talk to him, however, he pretended that it was his fault, yet, Chenle was really at fault for crying in front of him. Of course, Jisung would be curious.
"Okay, Chenle.." Krystal smiled at her. "Please take a seat at.." she looked around the class to find and empty seat, and surprise, she found one.. Beside Jisung's seat. No one takes that seat for a very special reason.
Previously, on their highschool days, everyone knows that it was Queenie's seat. Always. No one dares to take that seat.
Chenle bowed again before going to that seat. Everyone's eyes are on him, expecting that Jisung would not allow him to seat there. "Oh my gosh! This is so exciting!" Mirae smirked, while watching Chenle.
The smaller stood up in front of Jisung, who was ignoring his presence. "Can I sit here?" he asked softly. Jisung wants to say no and yelled at him. However, something inside of him is telling his gut to let Chenle sit beside him.
Everyone is nervous and anticipating that Jisung would yell, but they were really surprised on what happened next.
"Sure.. You can take a seat.." Jisung replied, not looking at him. Chenle smiled. "Thank you very much! I'm Chenle, nice to meet you!" The taller glanced at him. "I'm Jisung.. Nice to meet you too.."
Everyone is surprised because this is the first time Jisung let someone beside him, except Queenie, of course.
He didn't know why he let Chenle sit beside him. He shoved away the fluttering feeling on his heart. "Maybe I just want to really know why does he knew my nickname.." he thought.
Right there and then, he slumped on the table, taking a nap while the professor is discussing something.
The first class was finished smoothly, and everyone immediately left the hall, except for Chenle, and Jisung, who is taking a nap beside his seat. He felt relieved, seeing that Jisung is asleep, so that he could avoid talking to the boy.
He slowly stood up and was about to leave when someone grabbed his wrist. He looked back and saw Jisung looking at him. "Where do you think you're going?" Chenle gulped. "Oh, hey.. I didn't know you're awake.." he stuttered.
Jisung pulled him closer. "How did you know my nickname?" he asked. "Oh boy.. Here we go.." Chenle thought. He took a deep breath. "I really don't know on how did I say that, Jisung.."
The taller grips on his wrist tighter, making Chenle flinched. "Is that the truth, Chenle? Then, why did you cry?"
"I really don't know, Jisung.." he pleads. Jisung is starting to get annoyed, not realizing he was gripping too hard on Chenle's wrist. He realized when he saw tears falling on the latter's eyes.
"It hurts, Jisung.. I really don't know what you're talking about.." He panicked when he saw Chenle's crying face because it reminded him of Queenie's face.
He let go of his wrist, grabbed his bag, and runs outside, leaving Chenle alone on the room. The smaller caresses his wrist where Jisung held it tight. "What was his problem?" he sniffed, while wiping his tears.
