There's no cauldron in sight. No dolls. No cackling witch. Quite the opposite, in fact. The apartment looks like something I've only seen in magazines-sleek, modern, and clean. What's that word again? Minimalist? It definitely tops off everything I've seen in this building so far!
What immediately greets me is the very spacious living area, which is married with the dining and kitchen area. "This is really something else", I mutter while dragging my fingers along the clean granite counter. Even the sofas look comfier than my bed back at home. Who is this Ms. Yoo?!
Facing the sofas is a huge flat-screen TV mounted onto the wall. It's so thin you'd mistake it for a picture frame. And beside that are two doors: one labeled "Jeongyeon" and another door without anything on it. This must be my room.
Upon opening my room, a heavy scent catches me off-guard. My knees slightly buckle, while the immediate urge to vomit presents itself. I grip onto the wall, trying to find the light switch.
Pieces of art-paintings, sculptures, and photographs-swamp my room. I know where the bed is, just because the pile rises at the center.
"Excuse me," I say, knocking at my roommate's door. "It's me, Im Nayeon." I wait for a few seconds, to see if Ms. Yoo would open up.
No response.
Maybe she's asleep or something, so I knock a little harder this time. "Excuse me, Ms. Yoo! Your things are in my room!" I'm sure she knows that I'll be arriving today, so why didn't she clean up?
Again, nothing from the other side. Is she even in there? I take another glance at the living area-the AC's on, as well as every lighting fixture.
Irritated, I slowly turn her doorknob. "Excuse me, I think you left a lot of your stuff in my space," I say calmly, with just my face peering into the opening.
It's hard to make out the room at first glance, because it was all mostly black light. Even without seeing the bed, I could hear it creaking. And then, as my eyesight adjusts to the lighting I see...a short-haired woman, all in her naked glory, riding someone on the bed.
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Room 2129 (A 2yeon Fanfic)
FanfictionTwo girls. Two clashing personalities. One room. Will it work out for both of them?
