─── Message to the moon ──
Han Jisung
He didn't sleep.
Not a second.
He couldn't.
He was talking to the sky all night.
How stupid?
He couldn't care.
The stupid sun came up again.
it was time for him to face reality.
Lee Minho was not the sun.
He was the pain it brought from looking at it for to long.
For being in its path.
He only brought pain.
Jisung realized that as he sat outside in the courtyard with him.
They talked.
It was amazing.
The first true conversation they've had in two years.
They laughed.
As if nothing happened between them.
Jisung didn't talk as much as Minho though.
Only listening.
Minhos voice was like honey.
But his words like a tiger.
He looks cute saying things. The things leaving his tongue seeming sweet.
But they were nothing but dangerous.
Not to everyone of course.
He lied a lot.
Another thing Jisung picked up on.
That day.
Jisung realized something.
He never meant anything to Minho.
"You know.. You were just a phase. A simple experiment. I'm glad nothing happened between us. I'm happy right now. I'm glad none of us caught feelings, that'd be silly, yea? Hopefully we can talk often like this though"
Haha.
Nobody caught feelings right?
Minho was stupid.
Jisung was so much more stupid.
He hated everything.
Lee Minho made him realize one thing in that moment.
Nothing and Nobody was worth his love.
And han jisung..
wasn't worth Living.