hiraeth - park jisung

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so fucking boring. well. at least it's friday. stay positive hyun.

i think to myself, attempting to sit still in my least favorite class.

i recall the conversation i had with the boy in my dreams- something i've been thinking- more so worrying about since i woke up.

"you know.. you can't be too worried when i'm gone."
"uh what the hell does that mean? where are you going?" all he does in response is shrug as i feel myself starting to wake up.

i sigh for the 36194th time today- trying to figure out what he meant.

it's not like he can go anywhere right? he is just a made up person...

i shake the thought off as the bell rings and i'm the last one out the door.

i throw my hood on and plug in my headphones once again drowning the sounds of the chattering students in the halls out when,

"oof" i bump straight into a shoulder, being pushed to the wall.

i mutter a quick sorry and barely catch a glimpse of the tall person i bumped into, before he walks away without a word. something in my chest gave me a weird feeling when i looked at the boys features.

weirdly familiar.

...

i forget said incident by the end of the day, meeting up with the guys as we walk to marks car, him agreeing to take us to his apartment instead of the bakery the other day for a movie night.

"hey- why so quiet today? normally you never shut up." mark nudges my arm- me sitting in the passenger seat.
"huh? oh. honestly i don't know." i put my hand on my chin and lean against the window.
"okay.. remember if you don't feel well i'm always here to help!" he focusses his attention back to driving when the light turns green.

...

"hey kids! pizzas here!" mark shouts from the kitchen.

i watch as the boys start to bicker on who goes downstairs to get the pizza.

"i'll get it!" i grab the money on the counter and slip on marks slides.

i hum to myself as the elevator dings when i reach the first floor.

"where is this pizza dude?" i look around when i lock my eyes onto a boy with a pizza hat on.
"uh.. pizza for- mark?" he reads the order out and starts to take his mask off.
"yup that's me- well my name isn't mark but- yes. the pizzas mine." i ramble and reach into my pocket for money.
"well that'll be 13 dollars."

"here- hey... you're the kid that bumped into me today!" i narrow my eyes at the familiar face.
"er.. sorry about that... i was in a hurry- here! uh... um... the pizzas on me then? as an apology, sorta" he hands me the pizza and the money i just handed him.
"oh! thanks..."
"jisung. park jisung."
"well thanks jisung. my names hyun. you go to our school? i think i've seen you somewhere before." i shake his larger hand with my free hand and question.

"yeah i'm kinda new.. second year."
"ah! same year as chenle.. i'm a third year."
"chenle? that one chinese kid?" he lights up at the sound of leles name.
"yeah! know him?"
"yeah he's my desk partner in math, cool kid."

"yup.."

we stand there in a now awkward atmosphere with no one talking.

"welp. i'm gonna uh leave- thanks for the free food kid! see ya around." i playfully wink and walk away.
"b-bye! and no problem."

...

"what took so long?? did you die and come back to life or something?!" donghyuck slaps his hand over his face dramatically while renjun snatches the box out of my hands.
"nope! the pizza boy and i talked for a bit.. sorry heh" i scratch my head and walk over to mark to hand him the money back.
"ooo hyun talked to a boyyy" jaemin points at me with his slice of pizza and teases me with chenle.

"shut up!"
"hyun- why do you still have the money? did you steal this from pizza boyfriend?!" mark questions.
"nonono he bumped into me earlier today- he said this was an apology gift."
"-his name is jisung."

"pwArk jisung?!" chenles ears perk up and asks, mouth full of pizza.
"yeah! your deskmate right?"
"mhm! he's kind of weird tho" he dances around with two slices in his hands.
"uh how so?" i sit down, finally, and pick up a slice for myself.

"he's always muttering about some dream in class."

dreams? huh