───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── The whispers pounded against Jisung's ears. He frantically collected the squared sheets and threw it in between the pages of his book, then stumbled to his feet. He could feel the stares burning into his skin. It made him sick. But he didn't dare raise his head. He held the book close to his chest with trembling hands. He heard Chan's devilish chuckle again.
"Told ya. This boy is the one." Chan snickered.
Once he said it out loud, gasps echoed throughout the hallway. The little traces of whispers that reached Jisung's ears weren't in the slightest bit positive.
'Minho is straight' 'How dare he cause Minho trouble' 'Disgusting'
Jisung sucked in a weak breath. The world was starting to turn blurry.
Had he looked up earlier, he would have witnessed the shock register on Minho's bright red face; mouth agape and eyes darting around. Instead, Jisung's now glassy eyes stayed fixed on the floor.
Agonizing seconds dragged by.
"Y-You know I'm... I'm not gay."
Jisung's head snapped up. He locked eyes with the one he loved so dearly. His breath halted. Minho's shaky voice drilled into his head. And mayhaps, into his his heart as well. But now, Minho was first to look away. He opened and closed his mouth, trying to find the right words.
Then he looked at the Jisung again.
"That's gross. I- I'm sorry.." ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────
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