Red String | Minsung

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The bell rang for lunch. Jisung knew Chan and the others would show up soon. He didn't know what he would say when Chris notices Minho isn't there. He didn't want to talk about it, but he knew he would have to. He was aware that he needed to learn to talk to people about his feelings.

Before he knew it, his three friends walked in. Felix and Jeongin immediately ran over to Jisung. Chris however, searched the room for a certain someone. "Oh my god Jisung, are you okay? I was so worried when you didn't show up at the library. Thankfully Chris told me what happened." Felix spoke in a concerned tone. 

Jisung felt awful. He completely forgot that he was supposed to meet Felix in the library. He felt like a terrible friend. "Shit Felix, I'm really sorry for worrying you. I was on my way but ended up having a panic attack. If only my thoughts hadn't gotten the better of me-" 

"Wait, hold on. It is definitely not your fault. You had a panic attack, 'Sung. If anything, I'm the bad friend for not staying with you. I should've stayed with you since I already knew you were dealing with something." Felix denied. "Neither of you are at fault. Neither of you expected this would happen." Jeongin stepped in. "Where's Minho, Jisung? Did you seriously kill him or what?" Chris joked suddenly. 

Chris immediately knew that something was up when Jisung didn't make a witty response or laugh. He frowned. "Don't tell me..." His voice trailed off. Jisung sighed. "We ended up fighting again, big surprise. He forgot to bring my clothes that I had to lend him. He ended up blaming everything on my anxiety attack. I guess that hit harder than his usual insults. The nurse ended up kicking him out." Jisung explained.

"That's it. I'm going to give him a little talk." Chan spoke in an angry tone, not needing to hear more. He left the room, searching for Minho. "Okay let's get this straight. You lent him your clothes? You don't even let me wear your clothes!" Felix exclaimed. Jeongin was very confused about everything.

"It's not like I wanted to! My mom insisted on lending my clothes to him, you know how she is. It wouldn't have even happened if we didn't end up falling asleep! That fucker gave me an anxiety attack. He ended up calming me down but I don't even remember what happened." He stopped to take a deep breath.

 "All I remember after that is waking up at like, ten, with him clinging onto me like a fucking baby! And he had the audacity to say that it was because I was clinging onto him. And you know the reason I had a panic attack in the first place. Well, it ended up that he got mad at me for nothing! The project hadn't even been deleted. We had to finish it late at night because there was no way I was gonna spend any more time with him."

"And you know what? After we finished the project, we obviously had to go to sleep. And me, Han Jisung, felt bad that I was gonna make him sleep on the floor. Can you imagine that? He was actually acting decent to me for a change, so my stupid brain made me think that he wasn't such a bad guy. I let him sleep on my bed so he wouldn't be so uncomfortable. And what happens? I find him clinging on me AGAIN. What a fucking weirdo."

"And I definitely did not want to see him today after the weekend. But even though all of that weird shit happened, my dumb ass thought that he was a decent person. But, of course he isn't. He had to get mad at me for something I can't control. Not to mention that it's something I'm extremely insecure about. It really hurt, you know." Jisung's voice wavered in the last sentence. He tried his best to hold back his tears.

Felix and Jeongin stared at their distressed friend. They didn't expect Jisung to tell them everything that happened, nor did they expect to hear what they just heard. Jisung's eyes widened when he realized his friends didn't respond. He had just told them practically everything. Although he really didn't want to tell his friends about the weekend, he felt an immense feeling of relief from getting it off of his chest. He didn't realize just how much it was affecting him.

Felix was the first to speak. "Wow. I knew that what happened was a lot but I didn't expect that. Man, Minho is an asshole." Felix said. He was extremely mad at Minho for affecting his best friend this much. It took Jeongin a while to process all of the information that he had just received.

Jeongin's eyes began to water. "Hyung, you know we care about you, right? I hope you didn't feel like you couldn't talk to us about your problems. I'm sorry if I made you feel that way." Jeongin apologized before bursting into tears. Jisung immediately pulled both of them into a hug. 

"I promise that not you, Felix or Chan made me feel that way. It's not that I don't trust you guys to talk to, it's just very hard for me to talk to people about my feelings." Jisung explained, reassuring the youngest, as well as Felix. Jeongin nodded. "Okay." He said simply. The three of them pulled away from the hug. Felix wiped Jeongin's tears. 

"You guys should go eat lunch, I don't want to keep you from eating." Jisung changed the subject. Jeongin shook his head. "Nope. We're gonna spend time here with you. In fact, you don't have food, so we're gonna go get you some."

Felix nodded, agreeing with Jeongin. "We'll even ask the principal if we can spend the rest of the day here with you." Felix added.  Before Jisung could say anything, they headed out the door. Jisung shook his head and let out a small chuckle. He really appreciated his friends.

Though, when they left, he was reminded of his newly discovered memory. It made him extremely confused. He tried his best to forget about it for the time being.

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Minho wanted to go home. He wished that none of this had ever happened. He knew it was all his fault that he was feeling this way, and he hated it. He wished that he could just forget everything that happened.

He was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard someone walking up to him. He turned to see who it was. Before he could react, he was pulled up by his collar. It was Chan, and he was most definitely not happy. "What the fuck is wrong with you, huh?" He snapped. "Chris, I know what I said was way out of line. I deeply regret saying it. I know I fucked up and it was a dick move. I don't know why I said it. It just slipped out."

"I find that extremely hard to believe after everything you've done. You know what, I don't know why I let you get away with how you treated Jisung for so long. I thought that maybe it would end on its own. But now look, you've gone way too far. I thought that maybe you were better than this. I was obviously wrong." Chan spat. He was furious.

"I want you to sincerely apologize to Jisung, and never speak to him again. You've caused him too much suffering. If I catch so much as muttering to him, I won't hold back." He threatened, his free hand formed into a fist. Minho gulped before nodding. Chan let go of his collar, giving Minho one last warning glance before leaving. The brunette let out a deep breath. He really fucked up this time. He not only made Jisung suffer but he also just lost a friend.

He wanted to make things right. He just didn't know how.

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