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3RD PERSONS VIEW
"Hyuck—" the girl promptly shut her lips closed as the boy gave her a cold shoulder. No hello's, no good morning's, no smiles, and even no glances.
"Yikes, seems like Shithyuck's giving you the same treatment you did last night." Jaemin whistled lowly, a sly smirk spread across his face. Mocking the girl bit by bit until she eventually threw him a punch.
"Shut up, Jaeshit."
"Never."
Minjun groaned mentally, huffing out in displeasure. Her eyebrows furrowed as a pout formed on her lips, still, she sat down on her bed, sneaking glances at Donghyuck who patently conversed with Mark.
"He won't ignore you forever, Min. Give him some time," Jeno reassured her, reaching out his hand towards the female who's true identity was still unknown to him.
Minjun craned her head up from the ground, slowly trailing it towards Mark and Donghyuck. When the two had noticed her seemingly long stare, they gave her a small glance to which she gave an immediate response, looking away as quick as possible.
The sound of the breakfast bell chiming broke them away from their conversations. As they walked out of the cabin, they were immediately greeted by cabin eight boys. Chenle rushed to engulf Minjun into a hug, "Hyung! How are you feeling? We heard you disappeared last night- it really worried us."
Yangyang agreed shortly, "Are you okay? Did something happen?"
"I told you guys yesterday!" Lucas exclaimed, jumping into their conversation."
"You did?" Chenle eyed the older.
Lucas deadpanned, "Remember? Dowon?"
"I think Chenle was too sleepy last night to even listen." Renjun sniggered, playing with Chenle's hair for a bit.
Hendery nudged Minjun playfully, "Min, you don't have to worry about Dolost, you've got like- eleven boys that are willing to beat him up for you." He grinned, wriggling his eyebrows at the girl.
Minjun felt her heart lighten at his words, flashing him a small smile, "That's cute, thank you, Hendery."
Xiaojun stomped over to Minjun, tugging the hem of her shirt's sleeve like a little kid. With a scowl on his face, "Minjun-ah, Yangyang's being mean!"
"And you're telling this to me because?" Minjun raised a brow questioningly to which he only pouted at.
