Voices.

Changmin hears voices. I never thought I'd actually meet someone like that. Does it hurt? Those voices, did they really torture him? How long have they been in his head? Why wouldn't they leave him alone? I had so many questions that I wanted to ask, but knew I couldn't. He shouldn't know Chanhee told me about them - that would only lead him to lash out again, and I didn't want to see him like that anymore.

When he came up to me a few days later, I tried my best to ignore him and keep walking, but he was stubborn and followed behind me anyway.

"Stop following me," I said to him as I waited for the bus to arrive and take me home. He didn't seem to have anything better to do considering he was following me wherever I went. "You don't have to act like my boyfriend when no one's around, you know."

"Why are you ignoring me?" he asked me, frowning. "I don't know if I pissed you off or-"

"Just go home, Changmin," I said, tapping my foot impatiently, "Go hang out with your friends. I bet they miss you."

"I don't want to," he said. "I wanna hang out with you."

Nonsense. "Don't hang out with me," I told him, finally turning to look at him. "There's nothing interesting about me. You'll get bored. Go talk to Younghoon - he's more interesting than I am."

"You don't understand," he said. "I don't want to talk to him. I want to talk to you, Mina."

I would've been lying if I'd said his words didn't make me happy. I looked away, hoping he wouldn't notice my flustered complexion, but he did. "You're red," he said.

"No I'm not." He moved in front of me, smiling from ear to ear. "Stop looking at me," I said, pushing his shoulder to get him to go away. When he didn't budge, I sighed and covered my face in embarrassment. I heard him chuckle and felt him finally move away from my face, returning to his spot beside me.

I knew better than to judge someone based on their actions, but it was so hard for me to believe that this boy was so messed up inside. It was almost as if his body and soul were two completely different people.

I hurt for him.