𝕊𝕆𝕄𝔼𝕆ℕ𝔼 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼𝕊 𝕐𝕆𝕌 | Minsung

It Can't Be

Author: Yeah so this is the chapter some of you already read. Again, sorry for the mistake. 🙃

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I rubbed my eyes. Surely, it couldn't be. That would be ridiculous. I stepped closer to the door, trying my best not to be in his line of sight. I got a better look as I stood beside the door, staring in through the glass.

My eyes widened at the sight. I had never seen him do anything like this. To imagine him doing anything other than pulling pranks and being mean would be impossible. But seeing him move, like that, proved that statement was beyond false.

His moves were strong yet gentle. The emotion couldn't be named, as it was so specific, it wouldn't be able to be described in one word. The flow between positions seemed flawless. Everything seemed to fit together perfectly. It was as if I couldn't pull my eyes away. As much as that was cliché to say, I couldn't help but let it be true. My eyes followed every push, every pull, every movement. I could only faintly hear the song but I knew the dance fit it perfectly. Ask me any day, any time and I'll say that when I look at Minho rage fills my body but at this moment, right now, what I saw...amazed me. Watching him made me realise, maybe Minho was a little more complex. More than just a face, more than some stupid pranks, more than just what I knew him to be.

Suddenly the music stopped along with his movement as I jolted away from the door, out of view. To be caught staring at what I called my "worst enemy" would be excruciatingly painful to explain. I was out of the studio in the blink of an eye.

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I walked into school the next day and almost tripped on the steps. Luckily no one saw but jeez my ankle hurt. I basically limped through the hallway up to my locker, stopping to put away some of my things.

As I was standing there I couldn't help but overhear the, slightly obnoxious, conversation happening about a metre away.

"Hey Chan! Sorry, I was just thinking maybe I could come to the studio again tomorrow? I know it's pretty soon but I have an assignment for my music class and I want your guys' imput." I saw as Jisung nervously stood in front of Chan. It wasn't anything knew, in fact he seemed to always stand nervously.

"Yeah sure no problem Ji. It was cool having you there yesterday." Chan had a big smile on his face as he greeted Jisung a goodbye, seen as classes weren't too far from starting, and with that they parted ways.

It took me a second to register what they had been referring to, but it didn't take too long for my brain to recognise that I had just confirmed my suspicions. I go to the same studio as Chan, so if Jisung was at that studio yesterday, he was at the studio at the same time I saw someone outside the door. Now up until this point I wasn't sure who it was, although the hair did remind me of Jisung, I couldn't see their face. Now that I know Jisung was there at the same time, I feel almost sure it was him.

I thought about it all through the morning. Why would Jisung be staring at me dancing? I mean I liked to think I was good but I wouldn't say I was that good, not to the point where the person who hated me the most in this world would willingly watch me.

I shouldn't judge. Maybe he has an interest for dance and just wanted to see someone actually do it in front of him. Who knows? I should just drop it and move on with my life. I'm not even sure why I care so much in the first place.

At lunch I didn't bother to go to the tree as I'd left my book at home for the fifth hundredth time. So instead I sat with Felix. We're friends in the first place primarily because of our combined love for music and specifically dance. Though I don't hang out with him super often, so when I do we have plenty of things to talk about.

We talked and talked, but out of the corner of my eye I saw Jisung sitting at a table with Chan and Changbin. I guess their friends now, or maybe they were before and I just didn't notice. Chan is the type to be nice to the new kids, so I wouldn't be surprised. Even though it was only an obscured vision of the three I could tell Jisung looked pretty out of it. As in he looked like he was about to cry. I don't want to assume, but my mind told me 'something must have happened to make him that upset.'

"Minho? What are you staring at." Felix turned in the direction of my eyes as he tried to decipher what I was so distracted by. Not wanting him to get the wrong idea I quickly drew my attention back to him.

"Nothing! Just staring off into space, you know, just Minho things." Felix looked at me with a skeptical eyebrow raise.

"Are you sure? You look like you were looking at something. I will get it out of you." Unfortunately Felix wasn't one to fully understand my ways and had to let his curiosity question it further.

I thought to myself.

Just tell him. It's not that weird. You noticed Jisung looked down. That's not a big deal. Right?

"I don't know. Jisung looks kinda down in the dumps today." Felix turned his head rather quickly, and not very discreetly either. But in only a couple of seconds he was back facing me.

"Doesn't he always look like that, I mean no offence but he always seems upset or concerned about something." I shrugged my shoulders just agreeing, maybe he was right, maybe I was looking too much into this. But then again-

Felix rolled his eyes, seeing my inner dilemma.

"Here, do you want me to ask him if he's ok?" I unconsciously popped my head up. I mean, it wasn't a bad idea to be honest. "We have a music class together and we're kind of friends so it wouldn't be weird."

I nodded my head again. I mean it would be unlike Jisung to actually give a reason for why he was upset but who knows, maybe it would work.

I watched as Felix walked over to Jisung's table. I didn't stare at them, only glancing at them now and again. Although I could really only see Felix's mouth moving so I gave up on trying to work out what they were saying.