With every next step, the storm of thoughts on his mind is getting worse. In one moment he wants to hurry up and already be at the meeting spot, and at the next one his fighting with growing urge of running away.
He doesn't know what he should expect or how to act. He never ever went out with friends, not like he ever had any, so it only makes him more stressed. What if he'll make fool out of himself? What if HoSeok would tell about it to everyone at school? What if the last moth before final exams and graduation day will turn into a pure hell? He's afraid of it.
As much as he wants to trust and give a chance, as much he's afraid of it. He's afraid of getting hurt by the next person who would have a chance to go through thick walls he had built in his mind and be destroyed mentally once again. As a fortification, which was defeated because of traitors from inside and their attack. That how he feels, like a besieged fortress, that can fall any moment and there will be no one to rebuild it. He feels so helpless. His only defense are those walls, protecting his fragile self, but he has nothing more as protection. No strength, no braveness, no idea how to respond to the attacks.
With that thoughts he comes near Namsan, late for about five minutes and he feels like sudden panic fills his body. He doesn't want any meeting. He already sees Jung h=who's waiting for him, and he decides he wont come nearer. He can't. So he thinks of going back home, or at least he wanted to, until HoSeok once again changes his plans.
"Hey, SeokJin! Here!" He hears a joyful yell, a sign he was noticed and has no way out. In that moment he regrets agreeing so quickly.
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Fanfiction{English isn't my first language. This is a translation of one of my works. Relationships between the characters are purely platonic.} Two boys on a stage of life have to, despite their differences, find common ground, not knowing the consequences o...
