Today's a rest day for bangtan.
I'm so excited because I'm gonna spend the whole day with Sophie...
Or just I wish.
She texted me that she'll be in the library by five in the afternoon, because her classes will end by four.
But I can't wait until four dammit.
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I'm in front of the university hospital. I'll be waiting for you.
I texted her. I'm now sitting at one of the benches in her university. I decided to pick her up because I'm so excited to see her.
Damn you, lover boy.
Of course, people keep staring at me. I don't think that they find me cute, because I'm hidden at this mask and a bucket hat.
"Is he an Idol?"
"How could I know, I can't see his face."
"Maybe she's waiting for her girlfriend."
"Ooohhh. Lucky her!"
I overheard the group of girls as they passed by.
She's not lucky, I am.
But I wish, I really wish I can confess to her sooner.
But it's not easy, because I'm not free.
"Hi!" Someone shook me out of my thoughts.
She's staring at me, she has a silver short hair with a heavy eyeliner. She's wearing a red tank top, ripped jeans and a black converse.
She looks like a punk, or goth. Whatever that is.
"Hi, I'm new here. Can I ask you where is the University Hospital?"
It's in front of you, are you blind?
"I don't know," I simply answered.
She was clearly taken aback, "Ahh that's fine."
She sat beside me, "Are you a student here? What's your major?"
"No," I answered without interest. Can't she see that I don't like talking to her?
"Hmmm, okay. I'm Eris by the way," she offered her hand to me for a handshake.
But I didn't accept it because I saw Sophie walking towards us. She stopped on her tracks as soon as she saw the girl.
"Sophie!" I called her and I ran to her.
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"How's your day?" I asked her as I drive our way out from the university.
I don't have any clue where to go, I don't want to go to the library.
But that's fine. I think road trips without destinations are great.
"Yoongi..." her voice trailing, "Do you know that girl?"
She didn't even answer my question.
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