Tuminy

Mutual hatred had accompanied them since elementary school. For as long as Minho and Seungmin could remember, they had always hated each other. The reason was simple: they simply didn't get along as people, but what consequences did that have?

In elementary school, they were simply competing: who was the best student, who could write a test faster, who could do the most pull-ups in gym class. In middle school, the fighting began. That's when they visited the principal's office for the first time, and they barely spent a minute together before they were fighting again. They still had to endure the first reprimands from their elders, and their feud would subside for a while, but as they grew older, they stopped caring about that, too.

Seungmin was the first to sense it. During the Winter Formal, he saw Minho with a girl. At that moment, his heart sank painfully, and something in his head snapped. He became jealous. Unable to bear it any longer, just ten minutes later, Kim took Minho outside and yelled at him, spilling his guts, not forgetting to mention his recent feelings, which he believed Lee had provoked. The older man, stunned by what he'd heard, watched Seungmin leave and then went back into the school building. But later, this strange feeling of possessive jealousy would touch him too.

For a long time, the boys denied feeling anything but hatred for each other. And yet, that difficult conversation finally happened. It was already their third year of high school. Of course, they didn't have a normal conversation. It ended with two bruised faces in the nurse's office, and then their first kiss there. It was the beginning of their relationship.

Their interactions couldn't be called a full-fledged relationship. There was no name for it, but there were feelings. And they were incomparably numerous. They loved and hated each other, and almost every time they spent together ended in a verbal or even physical altercation. But afterward, they would sit for hours together, silently holding hands and tending to their wounds. No matter what nasty things they exchanged, if someone else did the same, they would be heading to the trauma center.