My Cold Prince's
20

In front of the school gate.

"Minjoo I'll go home first.."

"Bye~~"

Hyewon waved his hand at Minjoo from inside the car, before the overlapping car drove off.

"Bye~~~" Minjoo replied waving.

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Minjoo walked alone to a stop not too far from his school.

It just so happens that the weather this afternoon is cloudy.

Minjoo paused for a moment, and looked up. Looking at the expanse of the sky that began to blacken and dark.

"Light of morning. Why is it suddenly cloudy?" Minjoo.

Minjoo squatted for a while to tighten his loose shoelaces. But suddenly the rain came down.

Minjoo ran towards the stop after confirming his shoelaces.

The rain that was initially just drizzling, quickly grew increasingly heavy. Minjoo's uniform is soaking wet now.

Minjoo rests at the stop while waiting for the bus to come to his house.

Minjoo rubbed his clothes that were exposed to rain water and slightly flicked his long hair that was also wet so that it would dry quickly.

Minjoo wiped his dewy watch. Fortunately, Minjoo watches are waterproof, so the watch is safe and not damaged despite the rain.

Minjoo looked at the clockwork in his hand and now it was already at half three in the afternoon.

Minjoo glanced to the left right. There were three people sitting at the stop with him. The first person was a father in his forties wearing a black t-shirt and short cloth pants, who was sitting alluding while sipping nicotine from cigarettes. Then the second person was a young man wearing a black leather jacket and jeans, who was busy playing a cell phone. The third person was a young man who looked like a thug. The young man wore a tattered t-shirt whose arms were deliberately rolled up, and wore a skull-designed chain necklace. The young man was downing a soft drink while slightly creeping the can to cause a cracking sound.

"This why is it all men? Then why his face and appearance on the cereals?." Inner Minjoo.

Minjoo. Not because of the cold, but because he was scared. Afraid something might happen to her.

Minjoo heavily gulped his saliva and sat as much as he could by keeping his distance from those people.

But Minjoo was increasingly frightened when the fathers who were sitting next to him even shifted closer to him. Not to mention with the young looking thug who was incessantly paying attention to him.

Minjoo feels surrounded. I want to run, but it is still raining. If you run, where should you run?. Minjoo has to take the bus to get home. Damn again, why did not the bus come??.

Minjoo snorted in annoyance. I think he wants to hide now.

Just then, a motorcycle carrying a young man in a high school uniform suddenly stopped in front of the stop. The young man looked slightly drenched with the black jacket and helmet he was wearing.

Minjoo lowered his head. His mouth was unclear. I don't know what he said. But in his heart, Minjoo kept praying that nothing would happen to him.

The young man drew closer towards Minjoo. Seen from the steps of his shoes. But---------- but

It seems that Minjoo is familiar with those shoes. "That's Junho's shoe, isn't it?"

Yet Minjoo still did not dare to raise his head.

The young man took off his helmet.

"Kim Minjoo!" call him.

Minjoo raised his head. Bummer.

And it turned out to be true. It's Junho. Cha Junho's.

Minjoo stood up and looked at Junho after goal. It still didn't seem to believe that it was Junho. As far as Minjoo is concerned, Junho always leaves for school on a bus. But this time Junho brought a motorcycle?.

It felt like Minjoo could breathe a sigh of relief now, when Junho was with him now. Minjoo no longer felt as scared and threatened as before.

Junho glanced at the left right side. The young man and a father were staring at the two of them.

Ah, not the two of them. More precisely pay attention to Minjoo.

Junho immediately took off his soggy leather jacket and directly put it on to Minjoo.

The six pairs of eyes were probably paying attention to Minjoo due to Minjoo's now wet uniform condition and looking slightly transparent.

"My jacket's wet. But just wear it!" Junho's orders.

Minjoo just nodded slowly.

Junho looked up, towards the still dark sky.

The rain this time gradually subsided, although still quite heavy. But at least not as bad as before.

"You don't mind going home in the rain?"

Minjoo. Minjoo thought for a moment.

"We're going home now!" Invite Junho who directly pulled Minjoo's wrist. Even Minjoo himself had not had the chance to answer.

But Minjoo also did not want to refuse and only complied.

After all, it would have been better if Minjoo had gone home with Junho despite the rain, compared to staying at the bus stop and waiting for an uncertain arrival. Not to mention the feeling of wasp towards the three people who were now at that stop.

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