Jisung

Han Jisung, an attractive guy. A student in Class 10B. His long hair, almost to his shoulders, and slightly chubby cheeks were his distinctive and endearing features. Just like a squirrel. You are Lee Minho, a guy from a parallel class. His distinguishing feature was his hair. Dark, purple, but so beautiful. Quite popular at school.

Minho hates Han, but does he really? They met through mutual friends at a cafe. Their first meeting didn't go well. Jisung, being so careful, knocked over a tray that had just been delivered. And of course, everything flew at Lee, who was sitting next to him. Yeah, their relationship wasn't great from the start.

Minho, in turn, hated Jisung too. And who wouldn't reciprocate the hatred of someone who disliked them just because they met? Well, Han did. Their hatred never led to fights. Just curses and that was it. But afterward, it seemed like Minho no longer cared about these endless arguments. Everything that irritated him about Jisung became pleasant...? He didn't want to fight with him anymore, but he couldn't understand why.

Mid-October. A day off. You didn't feel like sitting at home, so you decided to go for a walk. It was a little chilly outside, but pleasant. As you turned the alley, you heard screaming and voices. Deciding to follow the sounds, Lee stood behind the wall. Ho saw a guy pinning another man against the wall. The other man was... Jisung? Yes, that was him. The stranger covered his mouth with his hand so he couldn't scream anymore. Sonya's face was a little frightened.

What will you do?

(Put the rebar back. I know this asshole is driving you crazy. You better get going.)