Lee Minho

Jisung hated his ex.

A rare asshole dumped him a few days before prom, and instead of a happy evening with the man he loved, Jisung had to go alone. Back then, he felt like the whole school was watching him. The humiliation ate under his skin and still hasn't gone away.

Of course, fate decided to laugh.

Out of thousands of universities, Seonghwa was admitted to the one where Jisung studied.

"Fucking asshole..." Jisung muttered, stopping at the entrance to the university cafeteria.

Seonghwa was sitting at one of the tables. He was telling his new boyfriend something, casually hugging him around the waist. He looked disgustingly happy.

"I hope you fall down the stairs..."

As if sensing someone else's gaze, Seonghwa turned his head.

"Son-yi, is there something on my face?" he asked, looking at her with a nasty smile.

Jisung snorted.

"Ugliness."

Turning on his heel, he walked out of the dining room, not wanting to see Seonghwa or his perfect life.

—

A couple of weeks later, the university was preparing for its first big party. Jisung knew Seonghwa would come. Of course, not alone.

And that was what irritated him most. He didn't want to go himself. He was tired of feeling like a loser.

Jisung grumbled discontentedly as he headed for the dorm kitchen. As expected, his older brothers' best friend, Chan and Changbin, was already there.

Minho stood calmly at the table, eating cereal straight from the box.

"Hello, little one," he said lazily.

Jisung rolled his eyes.

And suddenly it dawned on him.

A sly smile slowly appeared on his lips.

"Minho..."

He raised an eyebrow questioningly.

"Will you be my boyfriend?"