Jisung wakes up to a headache and confusion. His phone is still clutched in his hand, the screen dimmed, as if mocking him for passing out. He groans, rubbing his temples.
Han Jisung
"Did I faint?"
Han Jisung
Before he can dwell on it, his alarm blares. "School. Great".
Still feeling shaky, he drags himself through his morning routine and heads to class, hoping no one will notice how out of it he feels.
But, of course, Lee Minho notices.
Lee Know
“You look like hell.”
Han Jisung
Jisung glares weakly. “Good morning to you too.”
Minho doesn’t drop it. His eyes scan Jisung’s face, the dark circles under his eyes, the way he keeps rubbing his temples.
Lee Know
“What happened?”
Han Jisung
Jisung stiffens. “Nothing. Just didn’t sleep well.”
Lee Know
Minho raises an eyebrow. “You? Not sleeping? That’s a first.”
Han Jisung
Jisung forces a laugh. “Yeah, well, it happens.”
Jisung tries to roll his eyes, but the teasing doesn’t fully reach him today. His mind is still stuck on Jihoon’s messages. On the possibility that Jihoon is watching him.
Lee Know
Minho stares at him for a long moment before sighing. “Whatever. Just don’t die before we finish this essay.”
He needs to delete that number. He needs to ignore it. He needs to—
Buzz.
Jisung flinches. Minho notices.
And just like that, Minho’s playful smirk fades into something more serious.
Comments
Regrater
🤯 This book blew my mind. So many unexpected plot twists and deep themes. Highly recommend.
2025-03-19
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