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It's probably been a week since I last saw my brother's friend.
We only know each other's faces, names, and high schools we attended. We don't even have phone numbers, and if someone asks, "Are you close with that guy?", we can't even say, "Yeah, we are." It's an ambiguous relationship.
"Hey, are you studying?"
"Have you ever been hit on the head with the end of a Korean dictionary?"
"Are you telling me to hit you?"
"Ah, get out of here;;"
"Yeah. It was supposed to turn off now~"
"Where are you going?"
"jungkook jeon."
Crazy!!!!!!!!!!!!! Friend!!!!!!!!!!!!! Kim Taehyung is finally going to meet that person. I can't see it, but... unrequited love seems really fucking hard. I want to give meaning to every single action that person makes, rationalize it, and misunderstand it on my own. Maybe if I were diagnosed with a disease
It must be a fucking disease.
"Why. Do you want to drink too? You're crossing the line, Miza."
"....Is Jungkook oppa doing well??"
"You crazy bitch. When did you see me like this? You're calling me oppa;;"
"Where is that guy like Srasoni?"
"What the fuck is that???????"
"Wow, are you really a student at a teacher's college? I don't want to talk to that tough guy."
"A bitch like Kangchi."
Today, I saw my brother off after bickering with him again, and I was doing the Hell Joseon high school student pattern of diligently memorizing, solving, marking, and making a notebook of wrong answers to review for the mock exam in September.
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At Kim Taehyung's request, I put the Prada wallet that was on the shelf into my hoodie pocket and came out. I earned money from my part-time job and ended up buying a Prada wallet... haha. Wow, so cool. I think this is something worth emulating.
So before I went into the food stall in front of the apartment complex, I told them that Jungkook oppa was there too, so I cleaned my hair a bit and went in calmly. I went in and looked for Kim Taehyung and Jungkook oppa, but there were so many people that I couldn't even see them. Ah, f*ck....
"hey!!!!!!!!!!!"
"*What the heck, it's over there~~"
"Did you really take 10,000 won?"
"Are you crazy? I'm not a beggar."
"Right? My little brother isn't that kind of person."
"Right. There was more yellow than green, so I took 50,000 won."
"This is one hell of a bitch."
"You're here, Yeoju? What do you want to eat? Or should I go right away?"
"No, no...// I like oden soup~"
"Really? I thought you only liked the Beatles~~~"
"Oh really^^."
"I'm kidding lol."
Look at this, look at this, look at this, look at this!!!!!!!!!!He smiles prettily with the corners of his eyes, but I really... It really seems like Jeon Jungkook is the one who came to save my life...
Actually, I was hungry, and since I didn't know when I would meet Jungkook oppa, I sat right next to him. It's a bit embarrassing for me to sit facing each other /// As soon as I sat down next to him, the strong scent of soap hit me? Hey, it makes me look like a pervert. It smells really good.
"Hey Kim Yeo-ju, aren't you studying?" Tae-hyung
"What? Do high school students have to read books all day? You damn slave." Yeoju
"What do you guys do whenever we meet..." Jungkook
"Don't you have any younger siblings or older brothers or sisters?"
"Hey, he's really the opposite of us... because he's an only child." Taehyung
"I asked my brother, not you!!!" Yeoju
"Oh please, don't fight, please." Jungkook
