My Cold Prince's
5

Minjoo massaged his two sore shoulders, while walking to the vending machine located not far from the canteen, to buy drinks.

Today the school activities take place as usual, and the lesson schedule begins to be crowded.

Sitting for nearly two more hours during the lesson, made his body ache all now.

This time Minjoo intends to leave the class for a while to get fresh air and stretch his muscles to make it more enjoyable.

Minjoo inserted a coin into an automatic retailer machine, and one can of soda he managed to get.

Minjoo immediately picked it up and unsealed the can. As he was about to drink it, someone from the side suddenly picked up his can of drink.

The water in the can almost spilled and hit Minjoo's uniform.

Minjoo spontaneously screeched, then turned his head to the side. He was surprised when he found out that the man was Junho.

Minjoo tried to stand up straight, while tidying his hair that was ruffled, and then pushed his bangs to the edge.

Minjoo cleared his throat slowly.

"I'll get this drink. Think of it as your thank you yesterday" Junho said.

Junho showed Minjoo a can of his drink for a while, then drank the contents.

Minjoo grunting. Not out of annoyance, but out of disbelief that there was someone like Junho in this world. He meant Junho's strange magical bin attitude.

Minjoo nodded slowly, then fell silent. While Junho was downing his drink at the moment.

Minjoo sighed and exhaled slowly. He re-inserted his coins into an automated retailer machine. No more soda, but isotonic drinks.

Again and again. Junho seized and drank a can of his isotonic drink.

Minjoo clucked while observing Junho who was engrossed in drinking his drink, AGAIN.

"But that's my drink." muttered Minjoo.

"because I helped you twice, so I asked for this again." Junho.

Is correct. Junho had helped him twice. She carried him to the UKS and also restrained his body when he almost fell on the bus yesterday.

As a result, Minjoo could not protest. Just shut up and duck. Minjoo again reached into the pocket of his uniform.

Damn it. This coin was his last coin. There were no more coins in his pocket.

Minjoo swallowed his own saliva. He is thirsty now. But someone suddenly extended a can of drink to her.

Minjoo. Looking at the man in front of him, who was holding out a can of drink to him right now. That guy is Junho. There was no one else but Junho.

Junho gave a can of soda to him without speaking much, and made Minjoo stare at Junho confused now.

Huh, what does that mean?.  After taking my drink, he gave me his drink?.

The drink was still intact. Not yet open the seal. It seemed like Junho himself had already bought his drink.

"This what?" asked Minjoo, while looking at the can of drink he had received from Junho.

"Drinks." Junho replied, short as usual.

Minjoo nodded slowly, then covered his face in embarrassment. Stupid minjoo. Obviously it's a drink, why ask.

"What do I mean this is for?. Do you really just mean to give it to me? No other meaning, right?" asked Minjoo, a little careful.

"You don't like it?"

Minjoo shook his head quickly.

"No. I certainly like it a lot." Timpal Minjoo's.

"God.."

Minjoo was too nervous to unseal the drink, until it accidentally scratched and made the index finger of his right hand bleed.

Minjoo frowned in pain while shaking - shaking his index finger.

"Bas stupid." Junho said reflexively, simultaneously when Minjoo accidentally injured his hand.

Minjoo widened his eyes, then shook his head. Minjoo is not wrong, right?  Just now Junho said stupid?

Junho quickly grabbed Minjoo's index finger and blew a kiss over the injured part. The blood is not much, but it must be painful.

Junho glanced at the pair of neutral girls before him who were looking at him awkwardly, then lowered his eyes again. Junho then sucks blood on Minjoo's index finger.

Minjoo. Shocked is not playing. Minjoo immediately pulled his hand.

"What are you doing?"

"so that the wound will dry quickly and heal."

Minjoo nodded in understanding.

"But still, doing it all of a sudden is not something that should be justified even though the goal is to help. At least let me go." Inner Minjoo.

From the back, Chaewon greeted Minjoo and Junho.

"What are you guys doing here?" chaewon asked, with a sweet-ass attitude.

Minjoo shook his head slowly.

"Buying drinks only." Minjoo replied briefly.

"You bought that drink?. It looks good. I happen to be thirsty. Can I ask for it?"

Minjoo blinked a few times while staring at the can of drink in his hand. He glanced at Junho at a glance.

Minjoo.

"Of course I can."

Minjoo was about to thrust his can of drink at Chaewon, but Junho held him back.

"The drink was from me. If you want, you can buy yourself the same drink as this" Junho said.

Chaewon smiled bitterly.

"sorry. I don't know that." Answer Chaewon.

"And also, is not giving the results of giving others to others again an act of disrespect?" Junho Imbuh.

Minjoo looked down and was silent.

"sorry. I'm just--"

His words were cut off, because it was Junho who had left immediately.

Chaewon looked at Minjoo cynically, then screeched. After that he left.

In reality, Chaewon already knew the drink was from Junho and Chaewon deliberately did. I don't know what his purpose and purpose is.

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