"Where's the box with the stuff from my room?", Jisung asked me.
"Over there", I pointed, "With the green duct tape. To the left a little...more left...no I said green, idiot"
Ryujin walked into the room and looked at me.
"Can I help you?", I raised my eyebrow.
"Yeah, you can", she returned my attitude, "What room am I staying in? I need to know where to put my stuff"
I sighed, "Its upstairs...I'll just show you"
I bit my lip as I stood up. The pain from my bullet wound still hurt quick a bit. I didn't want Ryujin to think I was "weak" though, so I just shut my eyes and took a deep breath .
I think its safe to say that the old apartment we were staying in got too crowded. NCT Dream was already seven people, and the apartment had thirteen people in it once ITZY and I got there.
So we moved.
Yup. We moved.
21 Kyeoul St.
All of us pitched in to get a decent house that we could fit in while working on the EXO thing...and here we were. Moving day.
Its not like all of us had actual stuff to "move". We basically just brought clothes and the couch from the old apartment. Lets face it, we weren't adults.
"Here...", I brought Ryujin to the room she was staying in.
...Which was a room I had to share with her.
"But your stuff's in here", she said.
"Sure is", I hopped onto one of the beds, "We can't all just have our own room. You, Lia and I are sharing"
Ryujin and I locked eyes and just stared at each other with glares on our faces.
I didn't like her.
She didn't like me.
When she got here, it was like "hate at first sight".
To be honest, I was already upset that NCT Dream got "help"...especially from more girls. What hurt the most, though, was Jaemin dating someone and didn't tell me.
He already risked his life for me twice, but didn't have the courtesy to tell me he was with Ryujin.
For the past few weeks, I'd been out there smiling like a fool whenever he was around...but psyche! He was taken.
"Alright", Ryujin dropped her backpack on the bed which we assumed was hers, "This is my side of the room, that's yours."
"Deal.", I said.
"You girls doin' ok in there?", Jaemin popped his head in as he walked by our room.
"Just fine", Ryujin and I shot each other the fakest smile in the history of the world.
This was gonna be quite the ride.
