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𝙧𝙤𝙝 𝙝𝙮𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙖

when mister swimmer boy decided to be a little bitch and pull my mop back, he dragged me along with it.

i crashed into him and it suddenly became awkwardly silent.

his wet hair was dripping onto my face, and speaking of faces, his was probably a centimeter away from mine.

our bodies were pressed together, and i could feel water on his body soaking my dry clothes.

i immediately took one large-ass step back (i probably could've crossed niagara falls with this step), and slapped my cheek.

swimmer boy was just staring at me the whole time with a dazed expression.

i cleared my throat. "s-so, you wanna give me my mop back now?"

he looked down to his hands and slowly held it out to me. his face was all flushed, which surprised me because i probably can't even make an ant blush.

i snatched it quickly. "you know what? the water will probably dry overnight. so then, um goodnight." i said in probably the quickest pace ever, and bolting the hell out of that hellhole.

i felt like i was on some kind of steroid. my heart was pounding like crazy, and i could feel the intense heat rushing up my face. hOly fuCk this is probably why i should never come across men.

what was his name?? i didn't even ask for it. actually, thank god i didn't ask for it.

i barely got out of my last relationship alive. this is why i should avoid men at all costs.

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𝙣𝙖𝙢 𝙟𝙤𝙤𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙠

nam joohyuk chases another girl away once again. how many is it now? probably 100.

she probably felt really uncomfortable. god, why did i have to do that?? if i were i girl and that happened with myself, i probably would've passed out by now.

who is she?? and also, why the hell was she mopping? and does she think i'm some pervert now? she probably does.

fuck.

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𝙧𝙤𝙝 𝙝𝙮𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙖

right after i got the hell out of that place, i ran to my next part-time job, which was a little convenience store down the street. i had coffee before going, so i was in aBsoLuTe pERFECT condition.

once my last job was done for the day, i snuck back on campus and managed to go into my room unnoticed. i had done this so many times that i was basically a ninja by now.

choi yuhwa was passed out on her bed, it pissed me off that she was sleeping so nicely that i almost tried to kick her off.

i checked the time. it was now around 3:30 AM, so that meant i could shower for thirty-minutes and still get in a good 4 hours of sleep. lucky day? i think so.

at 4 AM, i collapsed on the bed, my brain and body finally feeling at peace.

although, my brain really wasn't.

that scene with swimmer boy kept replaying in my head over and over again. it drove me near crazy. how dare he take my mop, and then make me go through that afterwards??

he was attractive, so attractive i'm sure i had mistaken because of my lack of sleep. that must be it. my sleep-deprived brain even manages to come up with perfect men. truly amazing.

i didn't even realized i was thinking so much and for so long, until i realized the sun had already risen.

fuck.

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