The Gifted Few (Minsung) ~Discontinued~

Chapter 19: New Mornings

Minho blinked his eyes against the sunlight that was shining in through the bedroom window. At first, he was confused at the unfamiliar surroundings he was in. He sat up and rubbed his eyes as he looked around the room until he saw a familiar, squirrel like boy. It was upon seeing Jisung that he was reminded of the academy.

The night prior suddenly came back to him as he recalled the debriefing and Chan announcing and explaining his reasoning behind their team name, Stray Kids. The entire team had loved the idea once Chan had translated the name from English to Korean. The words 'Stray' fit them because they were all a bunch of misfits who didn't really have a home before finding the academy and each other.

The academy. It was going to be Minho's first day acting as an actual student at the academy, and he still had little to no idea what that entailed. It had been five years since the last time Minho even remembered going to school and all of the memories he did have of the place were not the best. On the other hand, this academy was meant for Gifteds and Gifteds alone, so at least he didn't have to worry about Normie bullies this time around. He only had to worry about the school part of it.

Minho was careful to be quiet as he got up out of bed because he knew that he was a bit of an early riser compared to most, and he was sure Jisung would want to sleep a bit longer, but as he made his way over to the bathroom to wash his face, he suddenly heard a somewhat familiar scream that surprised him so much that he fell over. It was slightly different from the screams he had heard the previous night at the prison since it didn't make his brain hurt and the ground wasn't shaking, yet it still was loud enough and random enough to scare the living daylights of him.

Once Minho had finally gathered his bearings, he heard a groan followed by a thump. He turned in the direction the sounds had come from to see Jisung perfectly unbothered on the floor. 'This kid,' he thought to himself while shaking his head. After Jisung didn't move after his fall to the floor, Minho went over to check on Jisung, making sure he hadn't hurt himself.

The older paused for a moment, taking in the sight of the peacefully sleeping boy before he leaned down and nudged his shoulder to get him to wake up, only for Jisung to respond, "give me five more damn minutes, Seungmin," then turn over, facing away from Minho.

"Yah! Wake up. It's Minho, not Seungmin, you idiot," the older said loudly as he leaned closer to Jisung's ear in order to get his attention. At the mention of Minho's name, Jisung turned back to face said boy and blinked his eyes open at the same time to find the older's face staring down at him from only a few inches away, a slightly curious look to his eye. As a result, in a matter of seconds, he was wide awake, up and off the floor, and standing a good few feet away from a baffled Minho.

"Jesus Christ, Minho! Don't have your face so close to mine when I am just waking up! You just about gave me a freaking heart attack," Jisung said as he was catching his breath.

Minho was speechless for a moment as he fixed his hair that flew out of place after Jisung had used his gift to get away from him in a hurry. "Well, serves you right after somebody forgot to warn me last night about whatever the heck that scream was just now," Minho finally said in his defense. "Plus I don't know why you're so worked up about me just taking the time to wake you, but it's kinda cute that you use your gift when you're flustered," Minho said that last part with an almost too confident grin.

"Wha... I have no idea what you're talking about. I was surprised, not flustered."

"Mhm, if you say so."

'I guess he is beginning to feel more comfortable here if he is beginning to get cocky,' Jisung thought to himself as his face was red from Minho's words.