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Jisung chose to trust Minho.
It was indeed a bad idea.
Because even though he promised it would be fun and an occasion to make friends, he was just in an corner drinking punch, watching all his peers having fun.
How could a single person make so many people come? That Jackson guy was surely popular.
(A/N: HA I did it and no one's going to make me regret it)
But apparently there weren't enough people to have one deeming him interesting.
Even Minho went away.
Tch, he should have followed his early instincts and told his mother he did in fact not want to become friends with that guy.
He was going to get away from there.
-Hey Jisung!-
Oh, Minho?
-Oh Minho! Hey... I- I didn't see you.-
-Were you going away?-
-Nah, I just needed fresh air.-
-Oh, but the balcony is better for that, not the driveway.-
-Oh yeah, how stupid of me.-
-Ehy, I want you to meet someone, you should know each other right?-
-Huh? Who?-
-Ya Minho! I'm still here!-
-Oh yeah, sorry.-
He then proceeded to put a guy out of a stange headlock.
Wait, it wasn't.
-Jisung! It's been a lot of time, right?-
He couldn't believe it.
He finished school just four months prior, but yeah, it seemed like he didn't see him for years.
-Hada... It's good to see you again. Are you here alone?-
-No. But apparently, they actually don't know you and don't want to meet you at all.-
-Yeah, I understand. Can we actually go on the balcony? I'm suffocating here.-
More like, 'This whole subject of discussion makes me suffocate after just two seconds of talking about it.'.
Yeah, more like it.
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Traditions
FanfictionJisung just knew he had to be perfect to actually be accepted by the Lee family, but hell, he didn't even know what perfect meant to them. They were known to have particulare tastes, traditions, and expected anyone related to them to respect all of...
