with jisung's mind stuck on jeongin. minho tried to build up the courage to talk to jisung. he did remember that the boy mentioned he moved from california. and when he was younger a woman told that jisung and his family moved to california.

it was a perfect match.

as minho had a free period, he waited for lunch to arrive so he could talk to jisung privately. couple minutes till the lunch bell ringing, it made minho even more anxious.

he missed the boy so much to where he would drop to his knees and cry for his reappearance. he was in love with jisung from day one, promising that they'd get married.

the bell ringing, minho looked up to the nearby clocked and smiled. walking around the halls waiting for jeongin to get out of his class. he ran towards the boy once he saw his cute head pop out from the door.

"j—jeongin!"

the call startling him, he smiled awkwardly. "hey hyung.."

"I was wondering if you know where jisung's class is? I had something to ask him and-"

"he's coming from math, room one hundred seventh-three." jeongin answered, cutting him off. "tell me all the details, I hope it's really him!"

minho nodded, "of course! thanks, I'll see you in a bit!"

minho shipping off to find jisung. he tried not to act too excited, getting his hopes up was the last thing he wanted to do. arriving near the one hundred wing, he scanned the area to try and spot jisung, he found the boy talking to felix.

you got this.

walking up to the two, he smiled widely towards felix. "hey lix. can I borrow jisung for a second? it'll be quick."

felix lifted his two brows and shrugged. "sure.."

the boy leaving, jisung looked around to see the hall clearing up. making it just the two of them. "so what did you need? I need to go find jeongin."

for some reason, that made minho's heart crack a little. "w—well I just wanted to ask you a couple questions.."

"go for it."

"did you use to live here? like, when you were around six years old." he first questioned, he received a nod from the boy.

"okay, well did you have a best friend? and that best friend was a year older than you. he even called you a squirrel when you first met"

jisung started to get uncomfortable by the questions. they were so specific, but why? "yeah, I did have a best friend but I kinda forgot who he was and how he looked like throughout the years. why are you so interested in my past?.."

minho started to sweat, rubbing his palms together he sighed. "last one I promise. what's your last name?"

"han. there are you done? do you want my whole life story?"

jisung's eyes widened as he looked at minho. it seemed as if a demon just sucked out his soul, he was pale. silent and still. "a—are you alright?? did I say something bad?? d—do you need to go to the nurse!"

minho tried to cough out some words. but they just got tangled in his throat. he looked into jisung's eyes, pleading that he'd remember.

"ten years. ten fucking years without you." he quietly told, but jisung didn't understand what he meant.

"I'm sorry." he started out, "do I know you?"

minho's faint smile turning into a frown. he felt a sharp pain go through his chest.

my jisung. doesn't remember.

a thing.

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