plugged in | minsung

part 5

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"So, he seems nice," Felix said with a laugh as the door shut behind them.

Jisung groaned. "Yeah, right? That's only the second time I've met him. He was the same the first time. Basically dropped it on me that he didn't want be friends."

"Yikes. Cold."

Jisung nodded.

"Anyway, I just need to get my laptop. Where do you wanna go? We could stay here, I guess, since he's gone..." Jisung grabbed his laptop from where he'd left it the night before.

"Are you hungry? I could eat. I have ramen in my dorm, or we could go get food somewhere?" Felix posed the question as Jisung shoved the laptop into his bag and flung the bag back over one arm.

"Sure! I don't have any food here yet so that works. My parents cooked a lot of Korean meals, but I don't really know which places do good food here..."

Jisung remembered those nights before he left England with a pang, when he would spend hours with his older brother wrapped up in blankets in front of their family computer, googling all the different things that Jisung needed to know about life in South Korea.

"We can go to the dorm cafeteria. My roommate said the food is good and also cheap, which I think is what I need right now." Felix patted his empty pockets and Jisung grinned.

"Ramen would probably fix the majority of my problems ," Jisung said over his shoulder as he led Felix out of the room and locked the door behind them.

The dorm room had a cafeteria right in the heart of the building, on the other side, closer to Felix's room. Both of the boys were nervous about ordering and unsure of what exactly to expect from the Korean cafeteria. They were pleasantly surprised; both managed to find a few things they liked, so they pooled their money together and ordered a feast to enjoy.

"Let's sit in the corner?" Felix said, nodding in the direction of an empty table in the corner of the room. Jisung was happy to oblige and he followed Felix to the table.

"You're Korean is really good, by the way," Jisung said as they sat down. "Did you speak it a lot in Australia?"

Felix seemed to blush, looking down shyly at the food on the table. He didn't seem like he was used to being complimented. Jisung was surprised.

"Thanks. I'm really self-conscious of it... We speak English at home, so I've kind of just picked it up from listening to my parents talk to their family. And then I started teaching myself online, too."

"That's cool! Your tone is really good, you sound like you grew up speaking it. I get stressed, too. People here speak really fast so it's hard to keep up." Jisung replied.

The timing couldn't have been any better. Right after Jisung finished his sentence, a tall boy with tussled brown hair and glittering crescent eyes hovered by the table and started to speak.

"HeywereyouguysinmyintroductoryclassesthismorningI'msureyouweresatbehindmeandIdon'treallyknowanyoneelseheresowouldIbeabletositwithyou?"

Jisung and Felix just gazed at him. Their faces seemed to be mirrored. Their mouths had dropped slightly, lips gaping and eyes blinking slowly. The other boy glanced nervously between them.

"I'm so sorry, this is really embarrassing. We're both international students and you kind of... speak too fast?" Jisung tried to explain.

The other boy groaned and fidgeted with the collar of his shirt, pretty eyes now apologetic.

"Yeah, I do that. Sorry. I'm Kim Seungmin. I think we were in classes together, and I was wondering if I could sit here?" His effort to speak slower was noticed and appreciated.