Red String | Minsung

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Since we were friends or
something before she
remembers you and she
wants to know how
you're doing I guess

Dumbass😾
Alright then

Jisung turned off his phone. Why did I even warn him? I should've just let him suffer when he got here. He shrugged. Jisung checked the time. He sighed as he still had a little less than an hour to himself before having to put up with Minho. He decided to go back up to his room.

As he walked into his room, he noticed how much of a mess it was. He groaned. Even though he definitely didn't care about impressing Minho, he still didn't like his room being messy when people come over. He began to tidy up his room as he waited for the inevitable.

After maybe 20 minutes of tidying, it looked decently clean. He flopped onto his bed. He scrolled through YouTube on his phone and watched a few videos. That was interrupted though, because Felix texted him.

EpicGamer69🤙🏼
How's your little study
session with Minho?

J.Han🐿️
He isn't here yet dummy

EpicGamer69🤙🏼
Well how was I supposed
to know?

When is he gonna be there?

J.Han🐿️
He's gonna be here at 10

Why do you care anyway

EpicGamer69🤙🏼
I just wanna know things

J.Han🐿️
Alright then

WAIT HE'S GONNA BE
HERE IN LIKE 10 MINUTES

EpicGamer69🤙🏼
Have funnnnn

Jisung shut off his phone and ran down the stairs. He nearly ran into his father. "Woah, what's the rush?" He asked. "Minhoe's gonna be here very soon!" He exclaimed. "I'm aware. Why, you excited?" Jisung's nose scrunched up in disgust. "Ew, no!"

"Stop teasing him, Jungho." Jisung's mother laughed. "Alright, fine." He gave up. Jisung checked his phone to see if he got any messages. None. He looked around for something to distract himself. He felt unreasonably anxious. He should feel annoyed of the fact that he has to deal with Minho, but his brain is putting him in panic mode. He decided to sit down to help calm himself. It didn't really help, but it was better than standing.

He continuously checked the time. There was only three minutes left, and Jisung felt like he was going to pass out. This really wasn't a good time to be like this. He didn't want Minho to think he was a weak bitch.

Much to Jisung's dismay, he heard the doorbell ring. He tensed up. "Jisung! Your friend is here!" His mom yelled. "O-okay!" He couldn't even tell at his mom for calling him his friend because of how anxious he felt. He watched as his mother opened the door. "Minho! It's so good to see you again!" She pulled him in for a hug, and Minho was visibly confused and uncomfortable. Seeing him like that calmed Jisung down a little bit, and he chuckled.

She then suddenly let go of him. "Oh, I'm sorry! I realized you might not remember me. I'm Mrs. Han! Your mother and I were great friends, so I used to see you quite often. You used to be such great friends with Jisung!" She rambled. Minho looked awkward and he didn't know what to say. "Uh, I think I remember you. It was a long time ago though." He scratched the back of his neck.