Minho texts the wrong number.
It's typical really, with it's own twists.
✿ Second Book [THE AFTERMATH] Can Be Found On My Profile.
Started: -- Nov 2020 (i forgot lol)
Ended: 03 May 2021
!! Warnings and Possible Triggers in FIRST (int...
Jisung woke up to his alarm, reluctantly getting out of bed and doing his morning routine; He finished and put on his normal eboy style clothes, fixing his hair a little before grabbing everything he needed and walking to school. When he got there, he sat outside and waited for classes to start before he got a text.
+82 2 XXX-XXXX
I'm not gonna be able to go to lunch shIT YOu're still not Jongho I have gOT to change my contact names
did you ever get his actual number?
no my friends are no help hhh that means I have to go there this morning and tell him in person omf
oh yikes I'd help but personally idk a Jongho
its fine I have a free period anyways, I'll tell him later if I text you again, you can just block me if it's getting annoying
it's not annoying tbh kinda entertaining
entertaining?
the way you react when you realize I'm not this Jongho guy seems amusing, kinda makes me laugh
i- wow okay my pain amuses you damn
nahh well ig- 🤔 do you even know this guys first period class?
err yes! English in uh... room 367? yeah
😳 oOF well the bell just rang so you might wanna hurry up
yoURE A SECOND YEAR?? that's my cue to gtfo
seE YOU IN CLASS ASSHAT
YOu- CLASS- ASSHAT-
you'll never know ;)
jokes on you, I wear a mask when I go there now get your ass to class
yeAH YEah read 8:21 am
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Jisung put his phone away with a roll of his eyes before standing up and going to his English class. Students filed in, sitting in their assigned seats as the bell rang.
A few minutes into the lesson, there was a knock on the door that caught Jisungs full attention; the teacher opened it and looked up at the slightly taller figure.
"Hello. Can I help you?" She asked, and the figure sighed.
"I just need to talk to Jongho. I'll make it quick, one minute tops. .. Maybe two. It's important and I really have to get back," the teacher nodded and stepped aside as a male walked in; he was wearing a hoodie and ripped jeans with a baseball cap and a black mask.
He scanned the room before walking to the other male he was looking for, who happened to be right next to Jisung.
"Mr Lee, your hat; take it off," the boy took his hat off and ran a hand through his hair.
"Hyung? What do you need? You normally never come here," the boy asked, confusion evident, as the other kneeled in front of the boys desk to be eye level.
"Yeosang can't remember your number so I've been having issues. Take this," he gave the boy a piece of paper, "you text me so that I have your number, okay?" The boy nodded, "and I'm not gonna be here for lunch either, i have some stuff to do at the university and- yeah."
The older boy stood up and went to walk away before turning back, "and do not. I repeat: do not tell Chan OR Changbin what I told you."
"What about the boy himself? I could do it right now, hes ri-" the elder covered his mouth quickly and death glared the boy who raised his hands in surrender as the other moved his hand, "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. I wont tell him, but Chan hyung already knows about your crush."
"Mr. Lee, wrap it up!" The elder groaned.
"i- whatever. See you at vocal lessons kid," he ruffled the boys hair, making the latter groan, and bowed at the teacher before leaving the room and leaving the school.
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I've been working on this too long maybe, dang- uhhh yeah
