My Mr. Fvckboy | h.js |

3.9

Y/n's POV

Soon my mom came out and we went back home peacefully.

When is it considered too early to text?

I mean I don't want to seem weird do I?

I don't know what's weird and what's not, I've never done this before..

I think to myself as I help get the groceries down, zoning out every once and while, taking long pauses while holding the bags.

After helping put everything away, I drag myself to my room with the last of my energy.

Maybe I'll wait until like 10pm or something?

and then we stay up talking to eachother until 5am, and don't even realize..

As if

I got my hopes up as quickly as I let them fall down.

I groan and slap my hands onto my face, slowly dragging them down.

"Why is this so difficult" I murmur quietly into my hands.

I finished my work earlier already.. what do I do now?

Ah right! I'll sleep.

Yes, I'll sleep and figure it out later.

Good thinking.

-

I woke up a couple of hours later, with that disgusting taste of sleeping breath lingering in my mouth. Along with the starchy feeling among my teeth.

I lick my teeth in an attempt to make it go away somehow, but to no avail.

Getting up, I search for my phone in my bed.

It was dark in my room and difficult to see.

Once I find the little rectangular object in my hand, I turn it on. The bright screen burned into my eyes like no tomorrow.

I turn away, my body fully disagreeing with the brightness.

I quickly turn it down, my eyes quickly scanning the time.

9:48pm

well.. maybe my problems fixed? I time traveled into the future so I didn't have to wait and be nervous all that time.

okay, okay, okay, we can do this.

I go to his contact, which is really just a jumble of numbers because I never asked his name, and press 'text'.

Okay wait.

I have barely woken up yet.

I'm gonna go wash my face and.. I don't know, do what I need to do to wake up.

I get up to the bathroom and cleanse my face.

I lean my hands on the counter staring at myself.

"You got this, okay?" I point to myself.

"You are cool, funny, smart, and very pretty" I list off things to make myself feel better.

"He will totally fall head over heels for you.. yeah that's what you thought about the cashier guy.. oh Jungwon why?"

My mood quickly switches up on me, at the speed of light.

You'll be fine.

I head back to my bed and gather my blanket, for maximum comfort.

I take a deep breath in, and go back to the contact and pressing 'text'.

wait but what do I say?

I fall backwards harshly, kicking my legs back and forth.

There's too many obstacles with this.

me :
hi it's me from the store
hi it's me fro|
hi it's me|
hi its|
hi

_

After sending the most boring greeting I could, a simple 'hi', I shut my phone off instantly.

Now I'll just wait.

-

After a quick wait he responded, it was awkward for a bit, but I think we both warmed up to eachother rather quickly.

We had a lot in common. We also had a lot of differences, but that's just balance.

It felt like ages that we talked, but once it had to come to an end, I thought we'd only talked for a mere 5 minutes.

He said he had to go to sleep due to early school the next day.

Because I took a nap, I'm not that tired. But I guess I should try.

It's only the beginning of the week, I can't go messing up my schedule already.

I decide to play it safe and just get a snack, watch a bit of shows, and go to sleep peacefully.

-

7:00am

Tuesday mornings have never been the best. Sure it's one day more into the week but it still reminds you that even though you've gotten this far, you still have a long way to go.

Arriving at school is even worse. Then you remember that the day is barely starting, and you have to get through all those classes, all those conversations that drain your social battery, and all those endless pieces of paper that makes your teacher think they're high and mighty.

"You seem to be down in the dumps this morning, what is it?" Minho nudged against me with his shoulder as an attempt to get my attention.

"I think I slept too much and now I feel really.. groggy" I put my hand against my forehead and close my eyes.

I can tell this will be a long day.

-

And it was.

My last class leaves me in a feeling of bliss.  To go home, means a feeling of relaxation.

Walking through this hallway for the last time for the day, everything is already starting to look brighter.

The sound of squeaky shoes sound rhythmical all of a sudden, and it looks like there's a saturation filter on my eyes that's on the highest setting.

It looks and sounds like happiness.

And for the first time today I feel bright, and joyful.

Until I didn't.

It was almost like the sound of a DJ record scratch was played through my mind.

"Hold it there missy"

I know that voice all too well.

It pairs perfectly with the feeling of my shirt practically digging into my skin as it was pulled back, while I was going forward.

"You still have detention to attend don't ya?"

This fucking squirrel

An exasperated sigh manages to leave my mouth as my eyes close.

"Haha." I laugh fakely through my teeth while throwing my hands up in 'surrender'

"You got me"

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SORRY THIS WAS RLLY BAD I JUST WANTED TO GET SMTH OUT THERE ILL DO BETGER NEXT TIME I PROMISE