'search : bang yedam' "hmm..." doyoung is lying in his bed, still in his plaid cotton pajamas, scrolling through instagram, searching for someone. "oh-" ever since the club meeting happened and how they both locked gazes again, it made his curiosity to rise up as he began searching for the said boy in sns. 'it is him :]' he felt like what he's doing is all too sudden, but glad that yedam's account was public so he can look at whatever he posted without having to follow him. and from what he's seeing, yedam is quite the famous type high school student. just as he was about to click onto yedam's instagram highlights he was startled by a buzz and soft ringtone sound coming from his phone, and it is none other than his friends calling. 'fu- i almost threw my phone away' "whAT is it?" he answered the early morning call almost immediately, signaling that he has been awake for a while. "yo, do you have plans today?" said taeyoung, his one and only closest friend he has. doyoung then sighed as he flipped his hair backwards from covering his hooded eyes. "no, why?" "LET'S GO OU-" "no." "wTF WHY" "i don't feel like it. just go with the others, you have seongmin anyways-" "SHUT IT, I DON'T WANT TO HEAR HIS NAME FFS." "look who's the one to talk right now, it's like you never mock me with someone right?" doyoung was left with a five second silence, he literally felt like he had annoyed his friend but it's not like they never annoyed him either. "fine. okay, rest well i'll be going now" "yeah, have fun." doyoung ended the call with a sigh, as he plopped his phone onto the bed and had his eyes staring at the white ceiling. he then put his phone up again as he continued looking through yedam's instagram account. and that's when he had posted a new story. without any further thinking doyoung then clicked on it and watched yedam's newly posted story.
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and that made him lowkey regret turning down taeyoung's offer, like, who knows if he'll meet him on the streets or something.
