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"okay noona!" jisung said happily.

ms. park, or jihyo, called out a name. then came out a taller boy, "donghyuck! come here!" she shouted, her voice was really loud.

the boy, 'donghyuck' jisung assumed came to them, sweaty, damn he’s hot. jisung blushed at the thought but shaked his head for the innocence to come back to him. "why are you sweating?" donghyuck breathed for more air before answering.

a few more pants, he finally spoke. "mark got out of his room, again. tried running to jeno's room."

jihyo sighed, "what about jaemin? is he behaving well?" he shook his head. "no. he's been more touchy with me lately and i hate it." jihyo giggled a bit and proceeded to talk.

"anyways, enough about that, we can deal with it later. now, donghyuck, meet jisung. jisung, donghyuck."

donghyuck tilted his head and smiled at the boy. "you're cute." he complimented, which made jisung blush. "t-thank you." he just busted out all his uwus at the younger boy, "noona! noona! is he younger than me?" jihyo nodded. "awee, cutie baby." once he said that, he went up to jisung and hugged him. "fluffy hair." jisung looked like a cute mushed potato.

blushing, jisung let out an awkward laugh. "chan, you're scaring him." the older pouts and lets go of jisung.

"but he's so cuteㅡ how can i not?"

she gives him a signal.

"ugh, meanie noona..." he says and walks away, still pouting. and heading straight to jaemin's room, again, sadly.

the youngest giggled, not everyone he has met was like that, they were mostly... rude? ignorant? arrogant? something like those. and he hated it. especially that 'changbin' dude... whatever. "he's cute too." he mumbled under his breathe.

"i beg your pardon?"

he shook his head in embarrassment, "it was nothing." jisung softly giggled.


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"so, who's the new boy?" he asked.

the other shrugged in response, "dunno. but he looks cute." he answered. "sure he does, you liked that other boy last timeㅡ what was his name? dinghyuck? dung- donghyuck! yeah, donghyuck. and now, you like the new boy?" the younger nodded his head.

"yeah, i did," he stopped. "but i think i like the new boy better, i can toy with him." he laughed, "of course. toying around. when will you stop that habit of yours?" asked the older, "when i feel like it."

he sighed, "whatever."

the younger was indeed crazy.







"so, jisung, the first patient you'll be watching over is lee felix, he's australian. his mind is clearly not okay." explained chaeyoung to him.

he nodded. what could go wrong? jisung thought, whilst, everything would go wrong.

an hour after, chaeyoung decided jisung should go meet felix, to get to atleast know him alittle better. "noona, i'm quite scared." he confessed. the older nodded, "it's okay. everyone gets scared sometimes."

finally, they reached the aussie's room.

jisung slowly opened his door, not quite scared. really scared.

"hello...?" he softly asked, chaeyoung left just awhile ago and told jisung to do it on his own. "what thㅡ hello?" he now asked in english. shockly, receiving an answer back.

the aussie answered, "yes?" a deep voice said.

jisung felt shivers go down his spine after the 'felix' boy answered him. "h-hey. so, u-uhm. i'll b-beㅡ " fuck, why did i stutter?

"you'd be my what?" he asked, standing up. getting closer to the latter, jisung panicked. "i'll b-be watching over yo-you." he quickly answered. felix bit his lip, he looks easy to fool. felix thought.

"and before y-you even try on harassing me or something. don't, i'm not stupid. i know when y-you'll attack m-me."



maybe he’s not so stupid.



he froze, felix was staring at him. can he not? can he likeㅡ look away? jisung wasn't the type of person who liked being stared at. i mean like, everyone can find it creepy, but to him, it seemed like an insult. like, are they judging him? maybe not. “hello? earth to f- yongbok?” he looked at the file in his arms, so lee yongbok is his real name.

don't. call me that.”

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lmao i hate myself:D

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