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Changmin didn’t like sports.
Two years ago, he tried as much as he could to avoid the basketball court because the ball was going everywhere and Kyuhyun had been hit twice, and Changmin had been hit on the face once.
His nose was bleeding.
“Shit, are you okay?” there was a deep husky voice.
Changmin didn’t see who it was because he was busy covering his nose from spilling the goddamn blood.
“God, I’m really sorry. Are you okay?”
“Yoochun-ah! Hurry up, what are you doing there!” another boy was calling from the court.
“Hang on!” this man, Yoochun, was still panicking in front of Changmin.
“Just throw the ball!”
Yoochun picked up the ball and threw it back to the court.
Changmin really tried to walk away but his head felt dizzy and everything seemed to spin strangely.
“Gosh, you’re bleeding so much.” Yoochun pulled the hem of his white tshirt to wipe on Changmin’s nose. “I’m really sorry.”
“It’s okay.” Changmin could finally said.
“Come, I’ll take you to see the-“
“No, no, no, it’s okay.” Changmin refused and walked back. He slipped on his own foot.
“Hey,” Yoochun caught his hand and held it.
And that was the first time Changmin fell for Yoochun. When he saw those bright eyes, framed by pretty eyelashes, and those red soft lips… it was impossible if you weren’t amazed by this man’s charm.
Changmin could feel his heart was beating like crazy, and his hand was cold and hot at the same time.
Yoochun took him to the nearest bench and bought him a can of energy drink. He also bought a pack of tissue for Changmin to wipe the blood off his face.
Changmin only see Yoochun several times after the incident, but the older man always gave him a warm smile when they met at the corridor or in the cafetaria. Determined to see him more, Changmin even join the basketball club, and tried to play, and realized that he wasn’t bad at all. His height helped a lot with this sport. Unfortunately, Yoochun didn’t come to play that much because he was busy preparing for the college entrance exam.
Changmin considered it just a teen crush but his heart was breaking when Yoochun was dating this girl in the basketball club, who was the same age with him.
He still keep the empty can of the energy drink Yoochun bought him during their first met, and he knew it was destiny when he entered the same college with his teen crush.
And now, two years later, he just opened the lid of his bento when a basketball hit his lunchbox and spilled the food everywhere.
“Fuck! I’m sorry…”
It was destiny.
It felt like déjà vu.
Yoochun was standing there, as gorgeous as ever, looked radiant with the sunrays behind him.
“I am really sorry. Look, I’ll buy you a new one, yeah?” Yoochun said apologetically as he bent down and tried to clean up the mess he made.
“Y… Yoochun sunbae…” Changmin’s voice was small.
“Yeah?” Yoochun looked up to see Changmin. “You know my name..?”
“Uh- I actually…” fuck, Changmin thought. He didn’t remember me. I shouldn’t call him. Shim Changmin, you idiot how come this man would remember you.
“Oh? Wait- I know you.” Yoochun said.
Changmin didn’t remember he ever felt this nervous.
“Wait… wait… I…” Yoochun’s handsome face wrinkled as he tried hard to remember.
Changmin bit his lip in anticipation.
“Are you… in my Philosophy class?”
“Um, no.”
“So... History class, then?”
“I’m actually a junior from highschool.” Changmin spoke up. “My name is Changmin,” he added.
“Ah! Right! Right! Now I totally remember when I picture you wearing uniform. I remember you, Changmin.”
He called my name! Park Yoochun called my name!
“Yes…” Changmin hoped his cheek didn’t blush.
“Listen, Changmin-sshi, I’m really sorry for your food, okay. I’ll buy you a new one.”
“Ah, it’s okay, really.”
Yoochun’s phone vibrated and he reached for it and read the message. “Shit. My class is already started. So… Changmin, see you around, okay!” Yoochun gave him one last smile before running inside.
Changmin nodded and smiled.
That was the first time he didn’t angry to someone who messed up with his food.
*
Changmin was walking with Kyuhyun to the cafetaria when he heard a beautiful melody of piano from the music room.
And he could saw more beautiful view from the window. The one and only Park Yoochun playing piano.
“Hey, Min, are you coming?” Kyuhyun called him over.
Changmin didn’t realize he stopped to listen. He didn’t know how long.
Well until someone tapped on his shoulder.
“Hey, do you like Yoochun that much?” he asked.
Changmin startled by the question threw by this man. Dark brown hair. Pouty lips. Almond eyes. He could be somewhat attractive if he wasn’t annoying. “What?”
“You’re staring at him.” He said again.
“What?”
“I guess you like him a lot.”
What? “Who are you?”
“Ah, I forgot to introduce myself. I’m Yunho.” He grinned widely and offered his hand.
Changmin didn’t receive it. “Yunho.”
“Yes. You can call me that.” Yunho was still smiling.
“What are you doing here?”
“I was passing through but I saw you standing here dazed looking at Yoochun playing piano-“
“Shut up!” Changmin quickly cut him.
Yunho closed his mouth.
Changmin walked away and cursed Yunho’s existence.
*
On his way home, Changmin met Yunho again.
“Hi, Changmin!” Yunho ran to him.
“What do you want?” Changmin talked back quick. “Wait, how do you know my name?”
“Oh, I asked Jaejoong.” Yunho said.
Changmin knew Jaejoong, alright. It was because Jaejoong kinda knew everyone.
“What do you want?” Changmin said unhappily.
“Ah, I just want to talk with you! Can’t I?” Yunho nudged Changmin’s shoulder with his.
“I don’t know you!”
“I don’t know you either, so let’s be friends from now on!” Yunho still had this wide smile that showed his perfect tooth.
Changmin stopped walking and turned to face Yunho. “Look. I really don’t know you. What do you want, really? Why are you following me?”
“I just wanna be friends!” Yunho looked bright as ever. “Hey, where’s your home? Maybe we can go together. I took the bus-“
“Don’t you have any other people you can go with? Or somebody else you can annoy?” Changmin cut him. “Don’t you have any friends?”
Changmin regretted it a bit too late. He knew his last sentence was a bit rude.
But it didn’t affect Yunho at all. “Yeah well, so Jaejoong was busy with this lecture because his grades are really poor. And Junsu is playing soccer now. Donghae is with his girlfriend and Hee-“
“Stop, stop.” Changmin was getting impatient. Well, he knew some names Yunho just mentioned, beside Jaejoong. He knew Junsu because that guy was kind of Yoochun’s bestfriend. He saw them together a lot.
“I think that I can accompany Changmin on his way home.” Yunho continued.
“I don’t need anyone accompany me home.”
Yunho gave a pout.
It wasn’t cute at all.
But Yunho obviously thought otherwise.
“Hey, Yunho Hyung!” a guy waved his hand to Yunho.
“Hi!” Yunho turned and waved back enthusiastically.
Changmin grabbed this chance to run away from the strange man even faster than the wind.
*
“Changmin-ah!” Yunho whispering a shout in the library. “Hey! I was talking to Eunhyuk yesterday and when I turned back you already gone.” He took a seat next to Changmin.
“Uh huh. I have teleportation ability.” Changmin said sarcastically.
“Cool!”
“Jung Yunho-sshi, do you want me to throw you out again?” Mrs Shin reprimanded him.
“I’m sorry I promise to be quiet…” Yunho said in small voice and put his finger in front of his lips.
When Mrs Shin gone, Yunho turned back to Changmin again. “Hey, so this teleportation thing, it’s so great you can do it!”
Changmin tried his best to ignore Yunho.
But the man continued rambling with smaller voice. “I really wish I can do it too, you know. I mean, I always late. Well, not always, but too often to be called only often. It’d be great if I can teleport-“
“You know there’s no such thing as teleportation, right?” Changmin snapped.
“Uh, well I just played along, Min.” Yunho shrugged. “But you know, there’s such thing as teleportation in this world! It’s crazy. I mean, the technology nowadays-“
“Yunho-sshi.” Changmin cut him.
“Just Yunho is fine, Min-ah.” Yunho touched Changmin’s shoulder lightly.
“Yunho-sshi,” Changmin repeated, put some pressure on the formality. “I dislike it when people I don’t know act too friendly with me. You are practically a stranger. So I’m sorry if I sound rude but please stop disturbing and interfering my daily live activities. Now, if you excuse me.” Changmin gathered his books to his bag and left.
*
“Yah, Changmin. That man is staring at you.” Kyuhyun said in the History class.
“Who?” Changmin asked.
“That person in the last row. Third from the left.” Kyuhyun said without moving his lips so the lecture wouldn’t know he was talking.
Changmin looked to the direction Kyuhyun mentioned.
Oh.
“That Jung Yunho…” he said through clenched teeth.
“So that’s Jung Yunho?” Kyuhyun startled and looked back again.
“Huh? You know him?” Changmin asked confusedly.
“My lecture in the Machine Engineering class praised him like crazy. He mentioned his name more than ten times in an hour.”
“You’re exaggerating.” Changmin tapped his pen on his notes.
“He had this robotic club and it won a competition or two. I heard that he tried to build-“
“Can I have your attention, Mr Cho?” Mr Joo the lecturer interrupted.
Kyuhyun and Changmin quickly shut their mouth and pretended like nothing happened.
In the end of the class, Kyuhyun was acquainted with Yunho and they chatted rather happily. Yunho waved and smiled when he spotted Changmin, which Changmin ignored and he acted as if he didn’t see him.
Changmin joined Jonghyun in the cafetaria. It wasn’t even ten minutes later, Kyuhyun came to their table with Yunho.
“Hey, Jonghyun, this is Yunho Hyung, have you meet him?” Kyuhyun said as he sat on the empty seat.
“Oh, hello, Sunbae-nim.” Jonghyun greeted him politely.
“Ahaha, don’t be like that. Just call me Hyung, Jonghyun-ah. Let’s be friends.” Yunho smiled widely.
“Ah, okay, Hyung.” Jonghyun smiled hesitantly.
Huh? Hyung? “Hyung? You mean…” Changmin wondered. “You’re older than me?”
“Yep, actually I am, Changmin, your senior by two years.” Yunho winked.
How come this little sunshine kid was older two years than him?!
“Oh.” And Changmin felt a bit guilty for being rude to his senior. How could he never thought of this before?! “Um… I… I have papers to be done after lunch. So… I’m going. Now.” He tried to free himself from this awkward situation.
“Ah, here Changmin, have this.” Yunho handed him a peach milk.
“Uh, no thank you, I-“
“Oh, come on, I insist.” Yunho smiled at him. “I mean, you skip your meal. At least have this.”
Changmin didn’t answer, but Yunho put the milk to his opened hand. “Thank you…”
“You’re welcome. Do well with your papers!”
“Okay. Bye.”
Changmin walked as fast as he could try to escape from Yunho’s sight.
*
Changmin hid his face behind the book he pretended to be reading because in fact, he was staring to Yoochun who was doing his exercise with his group of friends in the nearby table.
Yoochun must be a good student. He looked so diligent and his friends asked him answers for questions.
And he wore those thick framed glasses and Changmin could die from his cuteness.
“So you really like him.”
Changmin startled and his book fell down with a thud to the wooden table.
“So what if I like him?” Changmin replied.
Yunho gave him a smile. “It’s amazing, you know. I mean, I’ve been watching you-“
“You’ve been watching me?”
“I’ve been watching you watching him.” Yunho stated. “And everytime, you always watching him. And your face. You have that look on your face when you’re watching him.”
Changmin could feel his heart beating fast. “So?”
“I never know that. I never see something like that. But now I know, that if you like someone, you can become different person.”
“Huh.” Changmin closed his book. “Anything else?”
“I just don’t understand. Why don’t you tell him?” Yunho said easily.
Changmin scoffed.
“Why? It’s the most rational thing to do.”
Changmin pursed his lips. “I know that you’re older than me. But can you please, please, just stop following me?” he tried to divert the conversation because he knew nothing was wrong with what Yunho just said.
“Changmin,”
“What now?”
“I like you.”
“Yeah. Me not.”
“I like you. I want to date you.” Yunho was looking at Changmin as if the younger man was the most precious thing on earth.
Changmin looked at the older man’s eyes.
“I like you as I want you to be mine.”