INTRODUCING . . . SNEEZY !
HAN GYURI ( #  한규리 )

STEPPING OUT OF THE STALL, GYURI COULDN'T HELP THE GRIN ON HER FACE.

heck, she almost snorted at how stopped the etched out lovesick smile on her face looked. but she couldn't (and wouldn't) want to do anything about it of course. yuchen was the best that's ever happened to her; well below her meeting for chenle and being able to experience the dolphin laugh in reality.

gyuri knew that this was the part where they could deep talk and be all extra coupley with each other, and despite hoe cliche that sounded to her, she enjoyed the idea. wiping her hands on the tissue (and then using sanitizer (stay safe kids)), she skipped back to her date.

"so say yuchen, why don't i get you that chicke—" "what does this mean gyuri?" looking up, she was taken aback to met yuchen's confused look as he continued staring at her phone. "what does what mean?" taking her phone back, she could feel a lump starting to grow in her throat.

"what does soyoung mean with 'this is going too far gyuri, you have to tell him the truth'? is there something you need to tell me?" gyuri had never seen yuchen this serious before and it did not help with the unpleasant bubble building in her stomach.

"w-well uh we need to talk about that" gyuri knew that she had nothing she wanted to actual tell him, because well all that she thought of him before, doesn't apply anymore. she loves him. she wanted to be with him. she hasn't felt this way since she met chenle and gyuri knew that staying with yuchen would be the best decision she's made.

the talk went on for about half an hour more, and things gyuri hadn't meant slipped out before she knew. she never wanted yuchen to think that this relationship was based on rebound and him being a toy to her for views. of course she never thought of it that way, but her irrational mind would have made that decision for her.

"you know what gyuri, you don't even care about anyone but you" she knew yuchen hadn't really meant that, or maybe he did. soon it was just gyuri and the imprints of her nails dug into her palm. "i've messed up, again." were the only words she could think of.

she never knew that a breakup could hurt so bad. she almost felt bad for all those teens she teased in chick flicks but damn this shit hurts. immediately putting on her mask and hat, gyuri fast paced her way home. she wanted be alone. with fried chicken.

almost throwing her shoes, she stormed in the kitchen. "where's the fucking chicken" she could only groan at the sight of kihoon and jisung eating the last of the chicken leftovers, sauce all over their mouths. she got all the more frustrated when jisung commented on her red face. but he figured he was in trouble when he saw nails dig into the palm of her hand.

not caring about the chicken anymore, gyuri walked to her room, making sure to slam the door to ensure that she wasn't in the mood.

yuchen was the best thing in her life and nothing, not youtube or even chenle could replace him.

SNEEZY  &  LEE MARK
seungshine .  09 07 20