Red String | Minsung

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He saw the blonde sitting up on the bed. He looked disoriented and confused. "Hello, Jisung. A group of friends you may know found you passed out and brought you here. How are you feeling?" The nurse spoke in a warm tone. "I feel light-headed." He muttered. Minho could barely make out what he was saying.

"Do you remember anything that happened before you fainted?" She questioned. She spoke in a soft voice as to not stress him out. "Uh, I remember that I was going to meet my friend Felix somewhere. I remember little to nothing after that. It's all kind of blurry." She nodded. 

Jisung looked over at Chan. "Was it you who brought me here?" He asked the older male. Chan shook his head. "No, it was Seungmin and his friends. Seungmin told me everything and brought me to see you. He had to go to class." He explained to the confused male.

"Wait... Seungmin and his friends... Does that mean...?" Chris nodded. "Minho carried you here and Changbin and Hyunjin went to tell the principal." Jisung went silent for a moment to think. "Where is he now?" Jisung looked around the room.

Minho tried to step back so that Jisung wouldn't see him, but he ended up losing his balance and knocked something over. He cursed under his breath. He heard Chan laugh. "In there. Minho, come over here."

He peeked back into the room and saw that they were both looking in his direction. He begrudgingly approached them. He had no clue what to say, so he kept his mouth shut. There was a tense silence. "Maybe I should just go."

Minho tried to leave, but Chris grabbed his sleeve before he could run away. "Nope, you're staying right here and keeping Jisung company. I have a test in my class so I need to leave soon." He instructed. Jisung scrunched his nose. "Look, he doesn't want me to be here either. Can't you just get Felix or something?" Minho complained.

Chris shook his head. "He's in class right now. I'm sure he'll visit him at lunch along with Jeongin. You can leave then." He finalized. Minho sighed. He knew there was no way to win an argument against Chan. "Fine, but don't get mad at me if Jisung complains to you about me later."

The bell rang, signalling Chan to leave. "That's my cue. Don't kill each other while I'm gone." He joked. "I can't guarantee that." Jisung responded. Chan laughed before waving goodbye and leaving. The room returned to the uncomfortable silence. Minho hated complete silence, especially when there was an awkwardness to it. He felt very uncomfortable but didn't know how to break the silence.

It didn't help that he was reminded of the weekend. About how close they seemed to be after the events of the younger's anxiety attack. Minho wanted to leave badly but he didn't want to be yelled at by Chris again.

"Where are my clothes?" Jisung spoke suddenly. Minho's eyes widened. "Right, about that... I might've forgotten to bring them." He let out a forced chuckle. "Of course you did. I don't know what I expected from you." He shook his head in disappointment. Minho scowled. "Oh fuck off, squirrel. I wouldn't have needed to borrow your clothes if you hadn't had that panic attack."

Jisung's angry expression faltered, showing a hurt expression for a second. "Yeah, as if I meant for it to happen. I didn't choose to be this way! Do you think I wanted it to happen? It's your fucking fault for yelling at me!" He yelled, his voice shaky. Jisung's eyes began to water, but he did his best to hold his tears back. "Okay, that's it. You need to get out, now." The nurse interrupted sternly. "Go, before you make things worse." She said, pushing him to the door.

 He took one last glance at Jisung. Tears managed to fall down on the younger's face. Minho knew he fucked up, badly. Once he was out of the room, the nurse shut the door. He yanked at his short brown hair. Usually, he didn't feel bad for arguing with Jisung, but he knew he crossed a big line.

Minho didn't know what to do. He aimlessly wandered down the empty halls. There was no way he would be able to go back to class, he wouldn't be able to focus. He couldn't just waltz back to the nurse and apologize to Jisung, the nurse would not let him in. He decided to go outside. He was usually able to clear his thoughts when he sat out there alone.

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Jisung watched the older leave the room. He felt tears leave his eyes without his permission. Usually, he wouldn't let Minho's words get to him like that, but what he said was just too far. He already hated himself a lot, and his anxiety was a huge contributor to that. Minho made him feel worse about himself.

"I'm sorry that he said those things. I didn't realize that you two didn't get along. He seemed to care about you earlier so I let him stay. You know that it's not your fault that you have anxiety." The nurse comforted him. He nodded. "It's not your fault. Our relationship is kinda strange." Jisung spoke in a quiet voice. He wiped his tears. 

"Do you want to go home? We can call your parents." She offered. Jisung thought for a moment. He did want to, but he didn't want his parents to see him like this. Plus he knew his friends would be worried. "No, it's okay. They're both busy at work anyways." The blonde declined. "Alright. Well, you're welcome to stay here for the rest of the day." She smiled warmly. He nodded. "Thank you." 

"I'll probably be in and out of the room throughout the day. If you need me, there's this button you can press and it'll page me to let me know that you need me." She informed. "Okay. I'll keep that in mind." He replied. She smiled before leaving the room.

Jisung sighed. He was hoping to have a good day, but that clearly didn't work out for him. He tried to pull his phone out of his pocket but there was nothing there. He panicked for a moment before remembering that he put his phone in his bag. But that meant he had to sit in silence with nothing to do.

He lied back on the bed, sighing. He couldn't remember much of what happened, but he remembered having a feeling of deja vu. He wondered what made him feel like that. He didn't recall that ever happening before. However, once he thought of that, it came back to him.

He remembered something from his childhood, which rarely ever happened. He was around nine or ten. The memory starts off with Jisung in front of a sizeable crowd, with a friend. The same anxiety symptoms occur. He remembered that his friend stood there, unsure of what to do. He ended up fainting and woke up in the nurse's room. When he looked to see if his friend was there, however, he didn't see him.

Jisung didn't know what to do about this fresh information. He felt conflicted. Who was his friend? Then it hit him. It wasn't Minho... Was it? 

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Hello! What are your thoughts on this chapter?

Two chapters in a row! That doesn't happen often with me. I decided to work on this chapter today because I had a lot of ideas and I didn't want to forget them. I hope it doesn't seem too rushed! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it!