A case in which a new born baby named Claire Han kicked the doctor first thing on the face before crying.
Taehyung and Claire both thought the only barrier keeping them from being happy were distances and misunderstandings. What would they do if a s...
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열셋 | BACK TO BLACK
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Claire's POV
Four days had passed since Taehyung and I became at least friends and it was already Friday again. Our exam week has ended and I was preparing my backpack for Monday's camp.
I slammed my wardrobe shut and threw myself onto the bed, feeling its warmth. Not that I had finished packing, but it was more like an I-don't-know-what-to-pack-at-all.
I checked the current time and there was still another hour before the convenience store business hours ended.
If I got nothing to put in my backpack, snacks will always be ready to fill in.
The sound of pitter patter was heard the moment I opened my front door as a gush of wind made their entrance without being invited.
"What the heck? Why is it always raining?" I slammed my door shut to the sight, feeling the chill breeze running through my body from the impact.
Running a hand through my short hair, I decided to change for a new look. I've been keeping a brown hair for almost 5 years now and that was when Taehyung told me he liked it.
It's time to dye for a change.
I took a black hair dye sachet from my drawer which hasn't been long since I bought it. Now I remembered buying it when I got so annoyed after the taekwondo class since Taehyung was back and I didn't want him to know anything about this.
Just before I could get busy with my business, the door bell rang twice. I groaned as I lazily walked out of my room and onto the front door to hunt whoever dared to visit me at this time of the day.
"HI BABE!"
"Oh, of course it's none other than you two," I stared non-surprisingly before letting my two idiot best friends inside.
"We have finished packing earlier so we thought it's time to trouble you now," Yoongi smirked before ruffling my hair.
An evil thought suddenly came into my head. Since this was my house, my territory, instead of them troubling me, I should be the one troubling them, right? They even came at this exact hour, what a coincidence.
"Do at least one of you know how to dye a hair?" I asked.
"Of course, what can't I do? I even helped my sister once," Hoseok gave an arrogant smile.
