Strawberry Pocky // Nomin

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I'M BAAAACCCCKKKK! 😭😭😭❤❤

I was going to explain being MIA for more than a week at the end of this, but I'll just do it now.

I've been sick for two months.

I currently have an ear infection. I'm okay and all, just swallowing these large pills everyday.

I've also been working so much. I don't even text my personal friends that often. I've been writting despite that though.

I'm tired and sick, so I hope that you all didn't go hell bent without me updating.

Anyways, let's get to finishing this 50K special!

The poll winner is....

Drum roll please.....

*taps thighs aggressively*

A Chensung texting story!

I'm not that good at texting stories, and in fact, I've never done one. So please bare with me because I'm gonna write most of the story in the normal narration style.

So without further ado...

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☕❤ Coffee Shop Love ❤☕

(Not by Ryan Higa)

(Where the BgA army at tho?)

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[Jisung POV]

"Noona, I'm not feeling like this is  working. Let's not meet again."

Park Jisung was the notorious, most irristible player of the freshmen students.

Don't get it wrong, he wasn't a fuckboy.

Yes, there was make out sessions.
Yes, he dated a ton of people.

But no, he was a virgin so he never got laid. Also, he's way too young, so toss out that idea.

He was just talking to people and ends up, people liked him.
He didn't want to admit it, but it low-key became his pride to have people like him.

Who doesn't?

Jisung could just about hook up with anyone he wanted.

Anyone.

But Zhong Chenle.

Jisung hung up while he lazily walked down the street to the cafe he had discovered a week earlier. It was on a small street by a larger one that was usually packed. He had found it trying to shortcut his way to school.

The bell jingled in welcome as he stepped into the place.

The cafe was called 'Good Thing'.

Jisung scanned the almost empty cafe for a comfy spot.

The cafe was quiet, aside from the staff cleaning and mumbling here and there, creating a low buzz in the place. Golden stringlights and flowers decorated the place, creating a tiny warm and romantic atmosphere.

Jisung went straight for the window seat closest to the front of the shop. It was going to rain soon. He liked to watch the rain.

He made himself comfortable in a low modern white seat and thought about what he wanted. After observing the menu from afar, he walked up to the counter with a calmness that he never really had in school.