Although his friends were kinda hoping Felix could punch some sense into him, actually watching the brunet push Chan roughly onto the ground concerned them. They rushed towards the blond, who was still on the ground, rubbing softly at his shoulder, which ached from how hard Felix had rammed into it. The contents from his backpack dug into his back at very uncomfortable angles. Essentially, Chan lay in a complete daze.

"Chan!" Minho was the first to reach the blond, pulling him up with the help of Seungmin, who also helped to steady him after he stumbled. "Are you okay?" Chan had to admit, he was a bit dizzy, yet he still nodded, allowing himself to be dragged to where Hyunjin and Jeongin both stood in complete shock.

Who would've known Felix was going to do that?

"Seriously, dude, leave him alone now, you proved your point." Minho grabbed the sides of Chan's face, checking his eyes for a possible concussion before realizing that he had no idea what he was looking for.

The blond finally managed to snap out of his daze, shaking his head to clear his thoughts before looking back up at the three boys. His smile had once again returned. "Are you kidding? This just means I have to try harder."

"No, no it does not. It means you should leave him alone and go back to doing that creepy thing you did where you watched him from a safe distance." Seungmin scolded, baffled by how persistent Chan suddenly was.

Meanwhile, Chan was baffled by how his friends could fail to understand the euphoric feelings pumping through his veins alongside his adrenaline. Not only did he get to hear the familiar honey of Felix's voice, the brunet purposely made physical contact with him. If that wasn't a reason to celebrate then what was?

Han Jisung would be lying if he said he hadn't heard Felix screaming from around the corner, followed by a thud and a series of angry footsteps. At first, he was confused, but when the angry brunet suddenly thundered down the hall, it all seemed to make sense.

Especially when, he too, got a shove from Felix, pushing him up against the lockers with a simple, "out the way, freak." Jisung, knowing only a bit of English from his personal studies of the language, just barely understood the Australian as he stormed past.

As he let his heartbeat calm down, he saw a group of five boys appear at the head of the hallway. One of them being Lee Minho, the boy he had been texting for the past few weeks since Changbin had slipped his number to the older boy's friend.

Speaking of his blond friend, it appeared that he was limping in the middle of the small group, who all looked concern at the uncomfortable expression etched on his face. Jisung immediately walked over, suddenly worried about Minho's friend as well. "Hey," he greeted, brows furrowed in confusion as he looked over the blonde, "is he alright?"

"No, that Felix dude just shoved him onto the ground." Seungmin said. "And we honestly think he has a concussion because he won't stop smiling."

Minho, although he should be concerned for his friend, couldn't help but be distracted by the fact that Han Jisung was right there. His honey-colored hair parted slightly in the middle, showing a small portion of his forehead as he just stood there, right in front of the group of four as if it was the simplest thing in the world. He knew he had been talking to the boy a lot lately, but to just see him there, talking to them like they had been friends all along, was simply a dream come true.

"I don't have a concussion, guys. I'm just so... happy." Chan's smile was only slightly pained, his back injuries slowly beginning to creep up on him with every step he took. "His voice is just so wonderful."

Han Jisung took a step towards Minho. "Is he always like this?"

"Like what? Drooling over Felix's very existence? Yes, actually, very much so."

"Even after he shoved him?"

"I just need to try harder!" Chan said, jumping up before wincing in pain as his backpack slammed against his back. "M-maybe I need to go to the nurse."

As soon as he said that, Hyunjin immediately hurried to take off the blond's backpack, catching on to the fact that it was hurting him. "Come on, Chan, let's go."

Chan, his name is Chan, Jisung made a mental note as he followed the five boys to the nurses office. He stayed behind the pack, and after a few steps, Minho decided to join him.

"Hey."

"Hey."