Secrets // Minsung ✓

Chapter 2

The bell rang as it was time to go home. As Minho was about to leave the classroom, his teacher asked him to stay for a minute longer. When every other student had left, the teacher finally spoke up. "Look, Minho, you're smart. Very smart. Yet, you keep failing my class," Which was mathematics. "I decided it's best to give you a tutor,"

Minho stood there as he was just sinking in thoughts. A tutor? How humiliating. He didn't really want to be tutored, but he also didn't feel like failing anymore. "Okay, sure,"

"I've assigned you this classroom. You may use it in your free periods but since you only have one twice a week you'll need to think of somewhere else to be tutored as well!" Mr. Choi spoke.

"Noted," Minho muttered. He did wonder who in the world was assigned to tutor him. "Who's my tutor, though?"

"He should be here any moment now," And as the teacher had spoken those words, someone walked into the room.

"Professor Choi, you wanted to talk to me?" The person murmured softly to whom Minho squinted his eyes.

"Yes, I did," He spoke. "You talked about extra credits this morning because you're not doing well in gym class and said you'd even tutor someone to gain those points,"

"Mhm... I did say that," Jisung retorted slowly and cautiously.

"I want you to be Minho's maths tutor!" His teacher simply stated.

"Him?" Minho questioned, pointing at Jisung. He couldn't believe that this was actually happening right now.

Jisung shook his head slowly. "No," He bluntly retorted towards his teacher. He didn't want to help someone like Lee Minho, who probably wouldn't even try anyway.

Their teacher sighed. He had noticed the boys' behaviour towards one another, but that was yet another reason why he had arranged for this. "Let me say this differently," He took a deep breath. "Jisung, you will be Minho's tutor, whether you like it or not,"

Jisung scoffed softly, shaking his head from left to right. "Not... but fine, I'll tutor him," Both of them sighed in slight agony.

"Great!" Mr. Choi clapped his hands once, wrapping this up. "And since I've assigned maths homework due tomorrow, you could help him out starting today," He said as he turned to look at Jisung.

The latter sighed but nodded his head. The teacher left the two of them alone as he went to get Jisung some more books. Both of them glared at one another, not believing this was actually happening.

"This is such a drag," The blond one of the two exhaled, making Minho chuckle slightly.

"It's not as bad for you as it is for me," Minho spoke. "I actually don't want to be seen with you, guess it's too late for that,"

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The two boys were now seated on the floor in Minho's very large living room. "So if you take the square root of that number you get twenty-eight and then you just divide it by three," Jisung tried to explain.

Minho had confusion written all over his face. "Wait... why divide it by three?" He asked the other boy.

"It's the given number," Jisung said, trying to clear things up. Math really wasn't easy to explain to someone thoroughly. He knew how to work the numbers because he just simply understood all of it, but Minho didn't.

The latter groaned out of frustration. "It's no use, I'm never going to get all of this," He rubbed his eyes as he had been staring at his task paper for over an hour now and had only managed to make two of the five exercises. He actually felt bad for Jisung, because the boy was a good tutor. He - himself - just didn't understand it. "Sorry, I'm wasting your time," He muttered as he dropped his head onto the table.