Two weeks and a half had passed since Unknown's first message. Changkyun still didn't know who was M, he didn't know his name or his appearance. M had stayed a mystery. But not totally.
Actually Changkyun felt like he knew more about M, because they had kept in touch every day of the two weeks. There wasn't a day when they didn't contact each other. Their conversation were quite long, about everything and sometimes themselves.
Changkyun had been the first one to open up, but quickly M had shared some thoughts with the black-haired boy.
He had confessed that sometimes he felt insecure, that he would love to be more confident, to not be considered as a fragile little thing by his friends.
Changkyun was glad about M confessing, because it made them closer. The boy felt that something was emerging from their conversations, a kind of friendship, and he liked it.
Jooheon and Hoseok caught Changkyun smiling at his phone several times. But the boy didn't share his secret, he just wanted to keep M for himself. Because he was afraid that if he just talked about him, that everything would be different. And Changkyun was scared of change. He refused to lose whatever M made him feel.
The boy was also aware that one day M would be tired of him, that he would understand that Changkyun was not good enough for him.
It was too soon to think about that, but this information stayed in the back of Changkyun's mind, preparing itself for explosion.

Changkyun was listening to Jooheon at the cafeteria when he felt his phone vibrated in his pocket.
He felt his heart fluttered and a shy smile appeared on his lips, his head only screaming the letter M.

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