HaPpY : binsung

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Throwing my folded carton of milk in the trash bin outside. Strawberry - Flavored milk consoles me lately, Brewing coffee everyday in work, makes wanna get away from caffeine as much as I can. I do love coffee don't get me wrong, but the acidity and insomnia they bring isn't needed lately as I already get them without the beverage itself.

I felt my gut curl, a looming and a scene I've seen before.... I saw Binnie running in my direction...

It's very ominous.

"Oh- Hannie, what is it?!" He purposefully raised his voice, so the people following him could hear, looking like a one-man show after emerging from our classroom.

I looked at him, confused. I haven't said a single damn word and just minding my own business in front of the trash can.

"Oh, you need me to get something at the library?!" He continued as he started pacing a bit faster than my liking, towards me.

this headass- he never goes to library

"RUN." He said in a whisper yell when he reached me near enough.

I started to back off, out of pure instinct and run after him. I can feel the aura of the crowd and the collective stomping of the soles raging out from our classroom, turns out he is leaving his fans, and they don't wanna let him go.

Not this again.

I ran away for the life of me and he was running behind me.

Ah- my legs can't do this.

But his shorter legs can't do it more than me.

"Fuck you-" I yelled at him.

"Thank you!" He yells back at me as we ran.

When we got into a corner, we turned sharply and I pulled him to hid on the stairs and silenced him up, losing his fanatics. When we heard them turning back. I grab hold of him to run ince more and onto the locked rooftop with which only I and the cleaning lady have the key.

Mamang the caretaker, gave me one when I helped her clean. I spend more time with her than the my classmates as she listens to my stories.

"I now fully understand why peewee, your former seatmate, hates you." I bend my knees, gripping my kneecaps to catch my breath.

"So you hate me too?" He panted under his breath and asked grinning.

"Obviously." I huffed and laid my butt on the concrete rooftop.

We both got startled as my messages and notifications started ringing like crazy, being flooded as to where Changbin go.

From people, I do not know.

Few weeks straight, I've been selling quality photos and prints of Seo, and five days straight my socials are on fire.

"Han Jisung, It's you again." the angry messages crashing my phone.