Jisung bit his finger nail nervously. He really hadn't mean to punch Jeongin in the face. He was thinking and Jeongin was being noisy about something, it was probably something about Seungmin and Felix beating him in Mario kart again. 'how the hell did I lose to Felix?!' right then, his hand just flew to Jeongin's face.

Not only Jeongin was speechless, he was too.

At the very moment, when everyone crowded the fallen Jeongin, when his coach yelled at him, when Na-Eun frowned at him in confusion as she picked up Jeongin with the others, right at that moment, he knew he indeed fucked up.

"In...j-jeongin-" He froze.

Instead of facing his problem, he muted his coach's voice and ignored the judging gazes from his teammates before he ran away.

"Running away again..." He muttered as tears formed in his eyes. He accepted the fact he was a coward but he didn't know he was capable of doing this. He was capable of hurting his own friend and then running away instead of checking on whether Jeongin was fine or not.

He hesitated. He hesitated to help Jeongin but didn't hold back when he hurt Jeongin.

"Dumb dumb dumb" he repeated and before he knew it, his leg brought him to the swimming pool. He didn't even know why he went there but being there gave him comfort.

Nobody was at the pool, it seemed like the practice ended quite for a while. It should be normal but it felt off because there was no sign of Hyunjin staying after practice.

He dwelled for a bit. "Maybe he's not feeling like it...we had a fight after all" Jisung said before he took off his shirt and dove into the water. Hyunjin was right, the water indeed calm oneself.

He relaxed himself, Hyunjin had taught him how to swim and it was pretty stupid.

"Oh my God, Jisung! I said stretch your arms not throw them around!"

Jisung rolled his eyes at the memory. "How was I supposed to know that? I'm dumb"

"Ji, stop clinging to me. You can do it"

     -" but....you said I can hold on to you"

"Yeah, but we had been doing that for two weeks"

     -"what? I just want a reason to hold your hand"

Jisung widened his eyes, instead of floating as how he should be, he struggled to keep himself up. He coughed out water when he reached the end of the pool "What the fuck did I say to him...?"

Jisung shook his head, pulling himself up from the pool and taking his shirt with him.

He sat at the end of the pool, thinking of life, thinking of basketball, thinking of the guy he punched at YG uni — is he fine or is his nose still crooked?, thinking about Na-Eun. He thought about everything but Hyunjin. Anything but Hyunjin...more like trying not to think about him as much as he did for the others.

—creak

Jisung widened his eyes and before realizing it, he dove into the pool, hiding for who knows what reason. Is it hyunjin?

If it was really Hyunjin then he was an idiot for hiding underwater. The other wouldn't hesitate to jump into the water and find him in no second.

He bit his lips, he couldn't really see who had came in from under the water but for sure that Hyunjin never have that ugly ass neon shirt in his wardrobe. "That dumb Hyunjin. He didn't come to the practice...now I have to clean the whole place by myself"

Jisung still had many breath left but he popped out from the pool, scaring the hell out of the swimming team member. "Oh my Lord, please help me, I am just a pure human I won't curse my friend agai- Jisung?" Minho asked, straightening his back when he saw the wet figure. "I thought you were a water ghost..."

"What do you mean by that?" Jisung tilted his head, slowly walking to the side of the pool, Minho was still a bit scared of him— contemplating whether he was really Jisung or a ghost.

"I-i mean. You look like a ghost...you know how people die drowning in the water" He avoided Jisung's gaze as the younger climbed out of the pool. Only when he saw Jisung's feet did he sighed in relief. "no!" He flinched again, now scared of getting punched by Jisung.

"I mean, what do you mean by he didn't come to practice?" Minho relaxed again. "You didn't know?"

"He hasn't come since yesterday. It's been two days"

"That's weird....I thought you know that's why you didn't come" Jisung pushed Minho away, running towards the exit but stopped middle way. What do I even say when I meet him?

He messed up the other day, meeting Hyunjin now wouldn't change a thing. Hyunjin would probably be mad and Jisung would probably started fighting with him. It's like middle school freshmen year all over again. "But he's probably sick! I visited today but he didn't answer me..." Minho yelled.

Jisung's foot moved forward but stopped again. He moved to another direction, not where Hyunjin's dorm was located. "I don't know!" Jisung yelled to Minho and started running.

He went back to his room, slamming his door, shutting the curtain and turning on the TV at it's highest volume.

He changed into his pajama although it wasn't night yet and built a pillow fort. As expected, cuddling with his pillow didn't feel as good as being held by Hyunjin in his small sofa.

"I can't meet him... that's too embarassing" He muffled against his pillow but even his pillow smelled like Hyunjin. It just proved how much the both of them stayed around each other. "Come on, Jisung. He's your best friend and it was just a stupid fight like the one you had in middle school!"

He talked to his squirrel plushie which was once again gifted by Hyunjin. "Why are you being so embarrassed now?"

He shook his head, "I really need a sleep" he sighed. " I'm getting crazy....I will meet him tomorrow"