Hanahaki Strings • seventeen jihancheol

Chapter 22: Sleepover

Jeonghan

I craned my neck from left to right in hope of finding even just one of my friends. But to my disappointment, I saw none. Even their shadows are nowhere to be seen.

Sighing, I went out of the cafeteria. I lost my appetite to eat. I hate eating alone although I've done it a few times. I've been used to eating with my friends that being alone seemed to be foreign.

Where the hell are they?

When I decided to give up on searching for them and just proceed to our room, my phone vibrated in the slacks I'm wearing. I fished it out of my pocket to see what it is.

Seungcheol:

Wonwoo found out.

My forehead creases as I type away my reply.

Me:

What did he found out?

I stared at my phone, anticipating for his reply. But minutes passed by yet Seungcheol still haven't responded.

Me:

Cheol, what happened?

The bell suddenly rang just as I sent the message. I waited for about a minute yet he still haven't reply.

I sighed. Maybe I'll just talk to him later.

I attended the classes with my mind drifting somewhere else. I shouldn't had attended, it was useless when I couldn't even focus on our lessons.

Hours passes by without me noticing it. I wouldn't even know it was already break time if it weren't for Soonyoung who gently tapped my shoulder.

"What is it?" I asked, shoving his hand away from me as I stood up.

"Hyung..." He trailed off. "Won-" His words were cut off when my phone rang. I gestured Soonyoung to wait for a moment who just nodded his head.

When I saw the caller's ID is Jun, I immediately answered it, "Hey, Jun."

"Hyung..."

My eyes slightly widened when I heard Jun's voice cracked as he called me.

"What happened?" I asked, suddenly alarmed.

"Minghao and I had a fight, hyung."

"You two always fight. You'll eventuall-"

"No, hyung. This is probably the most serious fight I ever have with him. I doubt this will get better later."

"Alright. Tell me what happened later. Where are you?"

"I'm in the Infirmary, hyung."

My brows furrowed, "Why the hell are you there?"

"Why do people go here?"

"Wen Junhui."

"Fine, sorry. I brought Yanan here, hyung."

"What the fuck, Wen Junhui?" My voice raised in surprise and confusion. I turned to Soonyoung who's patiently waiting at me with his brows furrowed in confusion at my sudden raise of voice.