Tension | Hyunsung ✓

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Jisung's coach texted him, telling him that he was banned from the court and he was off the line up for the upcoming competition but even if the coach didn't tell him, he would still not come to the practice. How could he when he had done such a big damage to the group?

Jisung spent his day in his room, not even showering until he felt dirty by himself then he continued to stare at his TV again.

He considered calling Jeongin but the younger probably didn't want to talk to him and he was probably scared of him.

Felix had texted him bunch a lot of time but he didn't bother to check his notification nor phone. He wasn't sure if Hyunjin or Na-Eun called him but for sure, he ignored his phone. He blocked any kind of communication at all.

"How do I straighten things up?" He sighed, burying his face on his knees as he hugged them.

"Is he still not coming to his practice?" Jisung tilted his head, resting it on his arm as he reached for his phone. He scrolled down through his contact list, wondering who should he call.

In the end he didn't call anybody. Sighing for one last time, he stood up and went out from his room. He wanted to clear his mind and what he should really do was go out for a walk— maybe get some fresh air for himself.

He called a grab and went to the town, there wasn't really anything fascinating about the town. The book store he used to visit had been closed down and the game store seemed pretty boring too, the arcade he used to go with Hyunjin was now this not so famous bakery.

He walked around, aimlessly until he bumped into a huge crowd. He looked up from the ground. It was rare for people to crowd in that location.

He tiptoed and saw a small stage, some people were busking there.

Jisung decided to stay there and listen to them singing. It brought back a lot of memories. He used to believe that making songs was his call and was the only thing he should focus on. Was it when he was 17 when he suddenly stopped doing music?

It was a given, he got a few offer here and there because of his skill in basketball while nobody saw his talent in music. He dropped it.

He used to do busking a lot too but of course, nobody know— not even Hyunjin. Nobody knew about his little hobby because he deemed it as a foolish dream. Dream was dream. Goal was goal. He dreamed to be a musician but his goal was to be successful. He wasn't brave enough to walk the musician path.

"Music is still nice as ever..." He hummed and stood up from the bench, he didn't feel like listening anymore. "Is there anybody who wants to join us today?!" The vocalist of the band yelled through the microphone.

"Ah, sorry!" Someone said to Jisung when he accidentally bumped into Jisung. "It's alri-"

"Looks like we have a volunteer!" Jisung widened his eyes when the vocalist dragged him to the stage. He really didn't mean to volunteer, he was pushed to the front without his consent!

"I'm sorry-" the vocalist however wasn't listening when he handed the microphone to Jisung.

Jisung was shaking, the crowd was looking at him and so was the band. "Any song you would like to sing?" Jisung lowered his head, pulling the cape of his hoodie. "I-" his voice was small.

"You?"

"I'm sorry!" He said, shoving the microphone into the vocalist's hand before running away. The crowd murmuring as he passed through them.

He ran again. Going to the town wasn't such a good idea.

"Ha..." He breathed heavily when he stopped running. He was far away from the stage, he had probably ran a few blocks away.

"Thanks! Come again" he turned his head around, hearing a voice coming from a pharmacy.

His feet brought him in there. "Good afternoon" the pharmacist smiled to Jisung who shyly nodded at him.

"Excuse me...can I-" his voice was small again. It's really a wonder how he could punch someone but be so timid. Actually, no. He used violence because he couldn't use speech.

He fiddled with the end of his hoodie. "Pills for fever, flu, gastric, stomach ache and for headache?"

The pharmacist just smiled at him and brought the said medicine to him. "Thanks" he said, paying for them before he ran out.

He looked at the medicine bag in his hand and groaned. "Why did I buy these for?!" Jisung yelled.

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He paced in front of Hyunjin's room, his hand reaching for the door to knock on it but he pulled it back, being the coward he was. "Should I just leave it here?" Jisung bit his nails again.

"But...if he don't open up, someone will take it.." He reached for the door once again but retreated whenever his knuckles were about to make contact with the door.

He paced back and forth, scratching his head before he ran away from the dorm.

He called Na-Eun although he wasn't ready to face her either. After all, he had showed his worse to the girl he liked.

"Yeah, Jisung? Why do you want to meet up?" Na-Eun said as he jogged out from the court. "And are you fine?"

Jisung shook his head. "Na-Eun...can we not talk about that now? Sorry"

Na-Eun inquired no more, if Jisung said no then it mean no. He will talk about it sooner or later. "So?"

"This!" Jisung pulled out the medicine bag from his sling bag. "Sunshine pharmacy?" She readed out the letters on the plastic. "Medicine? Who's these medicine for?" She took it nevertheless.

"Hyunjin"

Na-Eun blinked. "So, it's true..." She said under her breath. " Can you give this to him? He's sick...I think"

"You think? Why don't you give him yourself?"

Jisung shook his head. "I need to go somewhere today and I think you need to know he's sick. That's all"

He turned around to walk away. "Ah...and please don't tell him it's from me! If he knows he wouldn't stop thanking me and buying me food" He smiled one last time to Na-Eun before he ran away.

She blinked in confusion. She stared at the plastic then back at Jisung's disappearing back. "He looks sad..."

"Nana! What are you doing out there?!" She looked back. "Uncle! I need to go somewhere. I'm sorry!"

"Where are you going?! Nana!"

"Nana!"

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