❝𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲. ❞
༉‧₊˚✧ | life is brutal.
hers was already a living hell,
but he had helped her.
nct park jisung fanfiction
angst au
started ju...
Walking down the aisles of shelves filled with chip bags and sweet treats, the raven haired girl had her arm out just swiftly touching the edge of the shelves as she passes by.
Admiring all the delicious looking snacks, she debated on what she wanted to eat today.
Her mom wasn't home and her father didn't know how to cook, heck her father would let her starve.
The gas station was filled with light music playing on the speaker, and the atmosphere filled with the smell of noodles— "Miss your noodles are done" a ding was heard along with a young lady announcing that the girls noodles were ready.
Rubbing her hands together— causing friction so her hands would warm up she smiled widely at the bowel of noodles in front of her face; the warm fog hitting her face.
"Thank you" the raven haired girl bowed her head at the lady working at the cashier while handing her a few dollar bills to pay for her food.
She placed both her small but slim hands on the sides of the bowl and made her way towards an empty table.
Once she eyed a table for one she rushed over to it— until a brown haired boy sat down mischievously smiling at the girl who was ready to sit down.
Huffing in frustration she turned on the heels of her feet and tried looking for a different table.
Sniffling down the runny boogers in her nose because of the cold she wiped her nose on the sleeve of her grey sweater not caring if she'd dirty it.
All the tables we're taken by either couples or some people with their friend groups— jealousy overflowed her entire body,
Not having any other friends except Soojin; but always going out alone because her best friend was always busy with other stuff.
Her shoulders relaxed almost defeated— knowing she wouldn't find anywhere to sit at until she heard a faint voice call her out.
Her head turned to the side looking back trying to find the owner of the voice; making eye contact with the male— her eyes widened in realization.
The 6 boys with the dirty blonde haired boy all turned their attention on her— signaling the girl to come sit with them, she stood there almost frozen in place.
