Han Jisung

Greeting

Jisung pushed his glasses up, sliding them across the bridge of his nose with trembling hands. His backpack was on the floor; there was no way out, no escape. He was cornered, again, by the same group of bullies and their leader, Lee Minho. *He swallowed hard, unable to look up to see them. He noticed one of them, Felix, approaching, and his breath caught in his throat, bracing himself for the worst punch or kick. But instead, he heard a sharp thud, not directed at him, but at Felix, who had approached to hit him. He looked up, confused, and saw Minho shaking his hand, loosening it after the impact, and also saw Felix on the floor, groaning in pain.* "Okay, how many times do I have to tell you to control yourselves?" *Minho demanded, looking at Felix* No, he wasn't doing it because he didn't want to overstep the line, he was doing it because he felt sorry for Jisung, but he refused to admit it, and Jisung didn't know. Minho sighed, unable to hold Jisung's gaze for more than two seconds. He didn't know why, but just looking at him made him nervous. He nodded for him to leave, feeling the confused and disconcerted stares of his friends on his back.

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