han jisung

minho and jisung were in a relationship for a year. the age difference was very small. minho was a little older than jisung, about 8 months. also, jisung was into volleyball and went to interschool competitions, where he often dragged minho. only minho himself did not like this sport and went there only for jisung. the next competition has come. at the first opportunity, jisung called minho and told him about the game, to which minho only groaned a couple of times. jisung's whole head was filled with only the game. there were two days before the competition and jisung trained for these two days without leaving himself any rest. on the day of the competition, jisung and his team went to another place, to an arena with stands, to diversify the games, and not breathe in the thousand-year-old dust of the school gym. jisung was delighted with the upcoming game. knowing that his beloved would come, he was ready to tear everyone apart on the field. jisung ran his eyes around the stands looking for minho, but he was nowhere to be found. jisung was upset, but did not lose hope that he would see his boyfriend today behind one of these plastic seats. when the teams found the greetings, jisung ran his eyes around the hall again. no one. upset jisung and his team began their game. the opponents turned out to be strong enough, every goal scored was important. the score was 24:23 in favor of jisung's team. the guy didn't want to lose, so at the first opportunity jisung ran out and jumped out, a strong blow to the ball was heard throughout the hall, another blow - the ball bounced off the floor and the score turned over to 25:23. a point was scored. a second of silence, which was interrupted by moderate clapping of hands from minho, standing in the doors to the entrance of the hall, jisung almost burst into tears of happiness and he screamed Minho, did I score? Did you see? Did you see?