Hehe.

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            Junsu smiled at the flowers in the vase in his room. It was almost time for school, taking one last sniff at his flowers, grabbing the toast, he headed out to school.

            After making it to school safely, Junsu sat in the library with a bag of fruit snacks in his hand. He opened it and started eating them while reading and making some ending touches onto his report for physics.

            “Hey. You’re here early.” Yoochun sat down across from him.

            “Oh… I’m always here at this time.” Junsu answered, eating more of the fruit snacks.

            “You still have those?” asked Yoochun, taking one.

            “I bought some. They’re addicting.” Junsu answered.

            “Haha. They’re ok.” Yoochun answered, “Hey, can you meet me infront of the school after school ends?”

            “Alright.” Junsu nodded.

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Later that day.

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            Junsu sat on the bricks, waiting for Yoochun to appear. He watched the cars zoom back and forth.

            “Hey. I thought you weren’t going to show up.” Yoochun appeared next to Junsu.

            “I thought you were going to stand me up.” Junsu answered.

            “Alright. I wanted to asked you. Well… Why do you still act like this. Excluding everyone from your life?” Yoochun asked.

            “It’s none of your business.” Junsu looked down, answering in a cold tone.

            “It is. You’re my friend and I want to help you.” Yoochun said.

            “You don’t know what it’s like. To not be known.” Junsu let the words out.

            “You’re well known in school. What you do mean?” Yoochun was lost.

            “Not getting their attention. They’re not proud of me at all.” Junsu shook his head, getting off the bricks and looked up at Yoochun.

            “Who’s not proud of you? Hell. My parents would love you have a son like you.” Yoochun answered.

            “Them… My parents… I… I always want them to notice me… but… they don’t…” Junsu took a few shaky steps back.

            “Junsu, careful.” Yoochun steadied Junsu.

            “My brothers… They’re all away… I can’t see them anymore…” Junsu was shaking. Like he was holding in tears.

            “What do you mean you can’t see them anymore?” Yoochun was even more lost.

            “She won’t let them come home anymore…” Junsu answered.

            “STOP HIM!! HE HAS MY PURSE!!!” some old lady screamed.

            Junsu and Yoochun looked over to see who was what and what was going on.

            Too late for Junsu as he was in the way of the thief.

            Junsu, being light, was shoved out of the way as he tried to stop the person. Instead, Yoochun had tackled the thief onto the ground. Junsu, on the other hand, was shoved out onto the moving traffic.

            “Junsu!!!” Yoochun screamed as people stopped to see about the commotion.

            Junsu was lying on the road, in a pool of his own blood surrounding his head. The car windshield broke when Junsu came in contact with it.

            The old lady grabbed her purse from the thief, taking out her phone to call an ambulance.

            Yoochun had rushed over to Junsu, holding the frail body in his arms.

            “Junsu. Junsu.” Yoochun shook him. “God. Please don’t be dead.”

            “Yoochun…. Don’t call my parents… please….” Junsu looked at Yoochun.

            “Junsu. Junsu. Please. Stay awake.” Yoochun pleaded, holding close onto Junsu’s body.

            It wasn’t long before the ambulance came and Yoochun road with him to the hospital.

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Wahhhh poor su!!!

Please comment chingu!! : )

~90210

~August 18^th, 2009