Enemies to lovers - minsung

8- this cant happen

Minho hated this.

Hated the way his chest tightened whenever Jisung was around. Hated the way his heartbeat stuttered whenever their eyes met. Hated the way his body betrayed him with these stupid feelings.

Because feelings meant attachment. And attachment meant pain.

Minho had already accepted that his future wasn't going to be like everyone else's. He wasn't going to have time for love, for relationships, for anything normal. His life had an expiration date, and the closer he got to it, the more things would start slipping away. His strength. His control. His ability to do the things he once took for granted.

And Jisung...

Jisung wasn't the type to give up on people. If he ever found out the truth, he wouldn't just walk away. He'd stay. He'd care. And Minho couldn't let that happen.

Because the more Jisung cared, the more it would hurt him in the end.

And Minho had already decided—he would not be the reason for Jisung's pain.

But no matter how many times he reminded himself, it didn't change the fact that Jisung had started to become something more than just a rival, more than just someone he bickered with.

Jisung had become a problem.

A problem Minho couldn't afford to have.

He clenched his fists under the desk, trying to suppress the anger building inside him. Not at Jisung—never at Jisung—but at himself. At his body. At the unfairness of it all.

He had to push Jisung away before things got worse.

Before he got too close.

Before Minho lost control of everything—including his own heart.

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A/n: I won't let you know what is wrong with minho😜😜😜😜😜