CHAPTER VII

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It was much later after dinner now and Kyujin found herself locked inside her room, pacing back and forth

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It was much later after dinner now and Kyujin found herself locked inside her room, pacing back and forth. She had changed out of her school uniform, putting on sleeping shorts and a big t-shirt to satisfy her comfort needs. Her hair was down, fluffy and soft after she had blow dried it after her long needed shower. Jungwon's phone laid on her bed, charging, since it was almost out of battery after she had attempted to break into it for about an hour. After the countless disables, she finally decided to leave it alone. Kyujin was still confused as to what was going to happen, Jungwon still had her phone and it didn't help that he never specified what time they were to meet. So, there she found herself confused, but contemplating.


Suddenly, his phone rang. Kyujin jumped slightly and froze in place. Then, she came back to her senses and darted to the phone and looked at whoever was calling. It was an unknown number so she put in a lot of thought if she should pick up or not. Kyujin was thinking about it so much that the call had actually ended, but then came again after a couple of minutes so she decided to answer it, assuming that they wouldn't stop calling until she did so.


"Hello?" Kyujin's voice couldn't help but be small and quiet as she was a little nervous. What if it was one of his friends or even worse a family member? But then again the number was unsaved in his phone so she guessed that it was least likely to be someone significant to Jungwon.


"Took you long enough to answer—where were you?" The voice on the other side scolded and she knew who it was in an instant. "Go to your window, I've been trying to get your attention for like the past ten minutes." He growled through the phone. Jungwon's words surprised Kyujin so she quickly ran to her window that was right behind her desk and opened the white curtains with a gentle push.


Kyujin couldn't help but smirk after seeing the boy she had been arguing with all afternoon. Like herself, he looked different now that he was out of his school uniform. She thought that he looked like a completely different person. Jungwon's hair, she noticed, looked just as fluffy—if not, more—than hers. He was wearing a black hoodie with some black pants, something anyone would wear to bed. She did so herself just yesterday. "How did you get into my phone, Jungwon?" Kyujin asked, crossing one of her arms over her stomach as the other was holding up his phone up to her ear. She raised a brow, urging him to answer.


Jungwon rolled his eyes before sighing loudly. "I had to use the emergency calling system," He answered bluntly. "So, do you want to meet now? Are you busy?" Jungwon's tone of voice shocked Kyujin. The harsh and vulgar vocal he'd use with her with their friends around was less prominent and he sounded more genuine than ever. But, then again maybe he was jsut acting this way because he was tired, not really in the mood to bicker.


"Uh, I guess?" Kyujin sounded more hesitant than sure. She glanced around her room before looking back at the boy next door with a pout. "Where are we even going?" It had only occurred to her now that not only did he give no detail in what time they were meeting, but also where they were going.


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