She took a sip of fresh milk from her refrigerator. Savoring the blunt taste of the milk. She sighed in frustration, having a seat on her couch at the living room after walking a couple of steps.
She hurriedly picked up her phone as she decided to call someone, "Wendy, are you free?"
"It's Friday night, but why bring me to a bar?" A friend of hers having a thick black hair with bangs, asked. (Known as Wendy.) She sat at the side of a table, crossing her legs. "I'm actually stressed, right now. I needed to release my stress." Sooyoung replied as they entered the bar.
"It's been a long time!" She stretched out her arms, walking along with Wendy inside. "VIP Pass?" An organizer asked, as Sooyoung lend her VIP Card.
They pushed the door, seeing the empty room full of drinks and Karaoke. "Finally!"
Wendy shrugged at her friend's actions as she nudged her shoulder, "Should we call the others, too?"
She nodded in response, turning the screen for the Karaoke on.
After a couple of hours, their group of friends had been busy sipping wines and singing their hearts out.
"It's been a long time after we've done this!" A girl with brown hair smiled, having her cat-like eyes wrinkling at the end. "You're right, Seulgi. We should enjoy the night!" Wendy danced along with the song played.
"I feel dizzy, excuse me to the comfort room." Sooyoung slurred at her words as she ran outside to go in the nearest comfort room. Seulgi decided to ran after her, entering the bathroom as she saw Sooyoung hurriedly locking the toilet room. She knocked on the door, "Have you drank too much?" She stiffled a laugh from inside the room, "Probably, yes."
After a couple of minutes, she went out to direct herself in the sink, washing her hands. "You can head first, i'll be following." Sooyoung look at Seulgi through the mirror, as Seulgi nodded walking outside of the comfort room. She sighed to herself, seeing her slightly drunk-self. Her eyes widen all of a sudden as she saw the guy with black jacket, once again.
Why does she keep on seeing him?
She hurriedly dried her hands as she ran at the crowd, finally reaching the destination of the mystery guy with black jacket.
Has fate bring them always together?
She started to follow him, until he had walked into the back door of the bar. She hurriedly tried to call him, but no voice comes out.
"H-hey!" The guy stood frozen, back facing her. Her throat had dried, as she took a step forward in order to make him turn around.
"Do you remember me?"
He didn't respond.
She gulped at the awkward and intense atmosphere as she spoke, "Who are you?"He was still not responding,
She grasped at his arm, suppose to make him turn around.Until a voice interrupted their situation, "Sooyoung!" Wendy called out. She turned her head back to the voice, as the guy yanked her arm away as her sharp bracelet had cut his skin in the arm, causing for it to bleed before running away.
Her eyes widen as she tried to capture him back.
"Wait a minute!"
She hissed, realizing that she missed him. Gulping, she stood frozen watching him running away.
"What are you doing here?" Wendy grabbed her arm, gently. She shook her head, "Just taking a sip of fresh air. The puffs of cigarette is really disturbing." She forced a smile as Wendy tapped on her shoulder, asking if she wants to go home.
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She sighed in exhaustion as she plopped to sit at her desk in the classroom.
Mondays are really boring.
She placed her palm at the bottom of her chin, obviously bored. She whistled to entertain herself, before she saw Sungjae entering the room.
Luckily, he was obviously not in the mood to talk to her.
The class have been going on for minutes as the professor announced a dyad-partnership. She cursed herself, not being able to smile because her partner might be an irresponsible one.
"Ms. Park and Mr. Yook. You'll be assigned to create a thesis regarding the media and society."
Her brows knit more together, realizing he was her partner. She remembered how great he was in English, maybe that's a reason to stay positive.
She darted her attention towards Sungjae who wasn't even batting an eyelash at her, not even turning around. But instead, he was sleeping.
I'll just explain it later.
He yawned after the classes have been dismissed, she walked towards his table, giving him a piece of paper.
He scrunched his nose, lifting his eyeglasses, reading the words contained in the paper.
"What a coincidence." He muttered, crumpling the piece of paper before turning to her. "When is the submission?"
She shrugged her shoulders, "After a month. Since we have the hardest assigned work, they might give us an extension." He nodded at her words, "Let's do it, already. What do you think?" She shrugged, "I agree." He lifted his eyebrow, "To your house?"
She nodded slowly, "Sure. Later?"
He nodded, "Where have you been last night?" She knit her eyebrows together at the sudden question, "I'm just asking. You seem exhausted." He coldly replied, lifting from his seat.She mumbled incoherent things, as she sighed once again.
A thought popped into her head as she grabbed his arm, unknowingly. He suddenly yelped in pain, accidentally yanking her arm away. "Forgive me, I just have a cut there." He muttered, gently pushing her hand away.
Her lips formed a gap as she questioned, "What happened to your arm?" He shrugged, "I just happen to cut my skin when we were playing basketball. The side court had a fence, it cuts my skin, it's really deep." He chuckled, but she wasn't convinced at his answer.
"Is that so?"
He nodded, "Well, I've got to go. See you later in the Thesis making."
She sighed in frustration, watching him walk away.
Why does the coincidence of the two guys always happens?
She breathed in, "He obviously knows something."
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A/N: Welp, Still a boring chapter. I need to hurry up and do an exciting one because I'm being impatient for their moments when I'm creating the story myself. Well, where's the fun if I give it away? ;) Anyways, this story might be Rated 16-18 depends on the chapter.
Wth, I'm still active as ever. And yes I'm still not reviewing! HAHAHAH! Never mind, I can manage. Stock knowledge? (Geez, as If I have something to stock) Anyways, wish me luck tomorrow guys, I'll have an upcoming impromptu/oral exam in English T^T
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