Thank you guys for 100 followers! I didn’t even notice! I hope you like this scenario. By the way, the Minho mentioned in this scenario is not intended to be the Minho from Shinee, but you can think of him as Shinee’s Minho if you would like. I chose the name because I knew other people with the name Minho. ^^
“Summer’s almost over,” you whined, leaning on your boyfriend’s shoulder. “That means we have to go back to school.”
Kris laughed and ruffled your hair. “Why don’t you want to go back to school? You can meet your friends.”
“But I don’t want to go back to class!” you exclaimed, pouting. “School starts next week!”
You and your boyfriend Kris were walking the streets. It was only a week before your junior year of high school was starting. The skies were blue and clear, and there were a moderate number of people walking the streets. Suddenly, you heard a voice that was all too familiar.
“_____?” the voice called. “Is that really you, _____?”
When you turn around, you see a familiar face. “Minho?” you asked in disbelief.
He walked towards you. He wore a loose t-shirt and jeans. He had light, playful eyes with ruffled hair, and he had a cute smile. “I didn’t think I would find you here!” he said.
“What are you doing here?” you asked.
“We moved here, so I’m attending high school with you again!” he said, smiling.
Suddenly, Kris felt uncertain that you should be near this man. “Who are you, exactly?” he asked in a cold voice.
“Hello, my name is Minho! I lived here two years ago. _____ and I used to date! I was her first love. However, we broke up because of some slight complications, and I moved away. It’s nice to meet you. I assume your _____’s new boyfriend?” Minho said, smiling brightly. “Actually, I have a favor to ask you. If you don’t mind, can I borrow ______ this weekend? It’s not a date, I just want to catch up with all the things that have been going on.”
Kris hesitated. Before he could speak, you interrupted. “Sure! I’m sure Kris won’t mind.”
“Great!” Minho exclaimed. “See you later, _____!”
As Minho was out of sight, Kris pulled you closer to him. “Why did you do that?” he asked, disappointed.
“Kris, we’re over. We broke up for a reason. This weekend, we’re just going to talk. I knew you would be mature about it, so I said sure,” you said, reassuring Kris. “Don’t worry. I love you and only you.”
You and Minho sat across from each other in the café. You were seated by the window, so you were surrounded by the warm rays of sunlight. Though it seemed like hours, it had been only twenty minutes that you two were sitting in awkward silence. Suddenly, Minho spoke up. “Are you happy dating that new man of yours?”
“Yeah,” you answered. “By the way, his name is Kris.”
“Anyway… How have you been?” he asked, wearing that goofy smile on his face. “I hope you’ve been doing well.”
You sighed. “Minho, I know why you’re doing this. But my answer is no. I found a new man, and I don’t want anything to do with you again.”
“Really?” he asked. “You seemed really happy to see me yesterday.”
You were silent.
“I know you still have feelings for me. You know why we broke up,” he said, his expression suddenly serious.
You knew very well.
It had been two years ago. You and Minho were so close that you were never seen without each other. Each day, in the hallways, you would walk hand-in-hand. After school, you would always visit each other’s houses or study in the library together, the old librarian always having to hush the two of you for giggling.
One day, Minho had lost interest in you.
You saw him in the hallway and even gave him a smile. However, when he walked in your direction, he walked right past you, not even pretending to notice you. It had continued for weeks, and you spent your nights sobbing and crying to yourself. You began hating him, until one day, he was gone.
Minho had moved.
You learned that he had purposely ignored you so that you would forget him and he would forget you. However, the both of you longed to see each other again. You could never get over Minho, until you met Kris.
“Please, _____, we can be a couple again. This time, I’m here to stay,” he said, pleading you.
When the idea registered in your mind, your mind was telling you to agree with Minho. However, your heart told you to stay with Kris, who had stayed by your side for the past two years. You shook your head and replied, “I think we should leave, Minho.”
You stood up to leave, but Minho grabbed your hand tightly. “Wait,” he said. “Before you leave me, I need to ask you something.”
“What is it?”
“Can we be friends?” he asked. “Even if I can’t hold you in my arms or press my lips against yours, can’t we at least be friends? Please?”
After a moment of hesitation, you nodded.
You stood at your lockers, pondering. It was the first day of school, but you were already in a dilemma. You loved your boyfriend Kris, but your heart skipped a beat whenever you saw Minho. You knew you had agreed to be friends with Minho, but you felt guilt whenever you spent time with him or even said hi.
Suddenly, someone came from behind and surprised you with a back hug. You screamed. When you turned around, you saw Kris laughing at you. “Hey!” you exclaimed, hitting him on the shoulder. “Don’t scare me like that!”
“I’m sorry,” he said, laughing still.
“Kris! _____!” someone called.
The both of you turned around to see Minho waving at you. Kris’s expression immediately darkened. “What are you doing here?” he asked coldly.
“I don’t know where my homeroom class is. I haven’t been here in so long!” he said, scratching the back of his head. “I know _____ and I have the same homeroom class. Will you show me?”
“Let’s go!” Minho said, walking through the halls.
As you were about to follow him, Kris grabbed you by the arm. “Why are you doing this?”
“Kris, be mature! We’re just friends. Try to get close with Minho, okay?” you said, smiling. “Anyway, I have to go to homeroom class. See you!” You planted a kiss on his cheek and ran off.
For the next few weeks, Kris could hardly spend any time with you. Whenever Kris wanted to hang out with you or study with you, Minho had beat him to you. It was when you were standing alone by the lockers that Kris knew he had a chance to finally be with you.
“_____!” he yelled.
“Kris!” you said, beaming.
“Hey, wanna hang out this weekend? I heard a new movie came out!”
“Oh,” you said, your smile fading.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“We already made plans,” Minho said, walking in. “We have a chemistry test to study for. So, we’re going to hang out this weekend.”
You knew Kris was a mature and easygoing person, but when someone agitated him, he was also very scary. Suddenly, Kris became cold. “I guess you don’t need me anymore, then.”
“What are you talking about?” Minho asked. “You’re not a very good boyfriend if you walk away on your girl like that.”
Unexpectedly, Kris turned around and grabbed Minho by the collar. “How dare you call me a terrible boyfriend. I’m not the one who left _____ to be alone like that.”
“Kris, stop!” you said.
When he heard your voice, Kris let go of Minho and walked away.
“Hey, I’m sorry about yesterday,” Minho said to Kris. “I stepped out of line.”
Kris remained silent.
“You know, _____ was telling me last night how much of a jerk you were because you walked away on her like that. She was telling me how I treated her much better when we were dating.”
Kris slammed his locker shut. “You’re trying to pick a fight with me, aren’t you?”
Minho smirked. “Me? I’m just trying to tell you to get out because _____ doesn’t need you anymore.”
Without any hesitation, Kris delivers a punch to Minho’s left jaw. Minho falls to the ground, cupping his jaw. He groans in pain, attracting a crowd. You were in the hallways and saw the swarm of students, so you pushed your way to the front to see what has happening.
“Minho!” you exclaimed, helping him up. “Your jaw! It’s bruised!” You turned to Kris. “What the heck is wrong with you? I thought you would be mature about this situation! Why would you hit someone?”
“Choose,” Kris responded. “Me, or him?”
“What?” you asked, speechless.
“Who is it that you like?”
“K-Kris, why are you doing this? I can’t just choo-“
“That’s what I thought.”
Kris walked away, and you fell to the ground, sobbing.
For the first time, Kris had skipped classes. He took his time to walk around the school, taking deep breaths. He had to let it finally sink in.
That you chose Minho over him.
Suddenly, he is interrupted. “Can I join you?” a voice asked.
He turned around and saw you.
“Can I walk with you?” you asked.
You two walked together without saying a word.
“I’m sorry,” you said. “I heard what happened between you and Minho. I honestly didn’t know. Will you forgive me? I told that jerk never to talk to me again. Then, I realized how much I needed you. When I was in misery and complete hopelessness, you were the one who stayed by my side. Now, I know that between you and Minho, I’d choose you without a doubt.”
Kris turned to look at you. “Really?” he asked.
You nodded. “I love you,” you said, smiling.
Kris pulled you into a kiss. “I love you, too,” he whispered, embracing you tightly.