╒═════════════════════════════════════╕ Minho, I don't wanna blink, cause I'm afraid to miss even a second of you. Yesterday we sat next to each other and my heart fluttered. You were so incredibly pretty. I love your eyes, they look like they hold galaxies of bright, sparkling stars.
You're an angel, Minho. -Love. ╘═════════════════════════════════════╛
Jisung looked around nervously, he was somewhat late today so a few students were in the hallway. They weren't looking at him. He nervously flipped through the pages of his story book, trying to find the paper. He finally found it and pulled it out from between the pages. In a hurry, the boy slid the note into the locker and turned around. He froze.
".. So you're the one that leaves notes?"
Jisung stood dumbfounded. Somebody caught him, and it was Minho's very own best friend. Changbin.
Changbin sighed once he got no response. Jisung gulped and looked to his feet, fiddling with the book in his hands.
"I'm surprised it's a guy.. No need to be scared tho, I can keep it a secret from Minho.." Changbin stated, peering into the nervous boy's face.
"R-Really?" Jisung stuttered, lifting his head to meet Changbin's eyes.
"Yes, but only if you agree to help me in return." ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────
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a;n - I'll probably drop updates like,,, so randomly and too often kdjksjdks
