San sat quietly, listening to the music playing through the speakers that were slightly crackly from years of use in the convenience store. Hardly any customers had come in for the past few hours. San would give almost anything to be somewhere else right now. Night shift sucked.
He picked up his phone when it suddenly dinged. San saw that it was a notification from Instagram, so he went ahead and opened the application.
The Real Housewives
hox1
I realized that we didn't have a groupchat
hox1
so I made one
baldhwa
I was thinking about that the other day
ignim.
this is about to be the place I channel all of my weird thoughts
mountain_king
please don't.
placebo.woo
👁️👄👁️
hox2
no god no
hox2
not you too
kangsangofficial
let woo live his life how he wants, jonghoe
hong.jong.silvers
What's wrong with making a face out of emojis? I thought it was a good idea :)
ignim.
so I get yelled at for being weird
ignim.
but you're letting wooyoung have a free pass????
kangsangofficial
yes.
mountain_king
I sense favoritism
placebo.woo
you make me feel special UwU
kangsangofficial
never mind
kangsangofficial
he used 'uwu' unironically so wooyoung is now shunned
ignim.
>:)
ignim.
join the reject club, woo
ignim.
we have fun jokes and cheesecake
placebo.woo
if there's cheesecake, I'm in!
placebo.woo
so what do I do first?
ignim.
wait for the right moment and then say somethin funny
placebo.woo
aye aye captain
baldhwa
you're corrupting him
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We Must Love // WooSan
FanfictionSan and Wooyoung must navigate through an almost new world to get themselves back to normal. Their paths cross when mutual friends introduce them and more and more unveils about their not-so-normal pasts. San hides his feelings in the shadows while...
