Tainted Strings [On Going]

Fourth Tempo

From the moment that Hyejin started to enter school, many unexpected things happened. There are times that it was questionable, some are not possible to ignore. Nevertheless, he's trying to cope up. He didn't want to end up staying in his own closet just because of what happened from his past.

Come to think of it, Hyejin hasn't been seeing Iseul for quite a while and it feels rather weird. “It's not like...we're close. What did I expect?” The mist-like haired male murmured to himself as he made his way to his first subject. Although, he must admit, it’s weird without his presence. The moment he entered the classroom, he couldn’t help but to check if he’s around…and it seems he’s not present yet.

“Looking for me?” The sudden whisper made him jumped from his place whilst holding his chest – feels like his heart almost fell. The startled male gave him a death glare before averting his eyes. “I wasn’t…” Hyejin didn’t wait for his reply and went to his proper seat. It was useless since his seat is next to him.

“Let’s meet at the snack bar later.” Iseul insists.

Hyejin wasn’t looking, “Why?”

“I want to get along with you. Is it forbidden?”

“Why me?” He finally looked at him with a grimace.

“I already told you, I don’t know anybody and I don’t trust our classmates.”

“You’re saying—”

The teacher arrive, which why he didn’t finished what he’s going to say. Everyone went back to their respective seats and cut their conversations. ‘It’s not like I don’t want to get along…’ Hyejin thought to himself while playing with his pen. He couldn’t pay attention of their lesson because of Iseul. Is he…pitying him? Because he’s a loner? He’s starting to think of the possibilities but, maybe, he really means it?

“Do you want to be alone again?”

That voice…
Hyejin cupped his ears and leaned down on the desk, groaning softly. His panic attack is happening. Luckily, Iseul noticed his behavior. Without a word, the raven reaches out for his other hand and give a reassuring squeeze. “Calm down, Hyejin. I’m here.” He sincerely said without looking, or else their teacher will notice them. Slowly, the tremors ceased – and the class dismissed. Even thought his hands were beneath the white gloves, he could feel his warmth…that really helped him to calm down.

Again, Hyejin owe him, twice.

“Do you want to get some of your medicine from the infirmary first before we head out?”

“It’s okay, I think I’ll be fine…”

“Don’t over think things, okay?”

“…I’ll try. Thank you..”

“Anyway… I was wondering, if you want to check out the school.”

“…I don’t mind. But, wouldn’t we get lost?”
“Not really. I know this school quite a while.”

The mist-haired male couldn’t think of any excuse and he just nodded. After so many years of shutting himself from reality, this guy just starts on making him do the things he couldn’t imagine. It’s not like he’s the one to complain – but rather – it makes him less lonely. He just couldn’t imagine himself spending his time with someone like him. Iseul seems to come from an aristocrat. Nevertheless, whenever Hyejin takes a glimpse of his visage – his eyes says something more. They’re deep blue like an ocean, but as you dive deeper, it becomes a vast amount of emptiness inside. Is he just envisaging things?