Haruto POV.
"Ugh.."
I sighed, feeling completely out of it. Probably because im sleepy.
I just arrived at the dorm a couple minutes ago, and immediately slumped down in the dorms lounge with my face down.
The dorm is pretty nice, the lounge has a huge comfortable couch where the students can hangout. And a pretty big main kitchen, and dining area.
I guess i was pretty lucky since almost everyone was already in their rooms, only me and a couple of students are here. And all the students that are here, are just working on their own stuffs at some other areas of the lounge, leaving the couch all for me.
At least at first..
"Ughh... Im so tired."
Hearing that voice, i immediately raised my head up. Only for it to be too late.
"AGH!"
Seriously, how could she not see me? A 6'1 man, wearing a black shirt, LAYING ON A WHITE DAMN COUCH.
Of course i grunted, she was damn heavy.
"Yah yah yah Wonyoung-ah! Get off me!"
There was no use in punching, i was pinned down and also way too scared to push myself out of this.. i already know how much demerits i have in line for her to report to the dorm manager.
Gosh.. why does the RA have to be a demon?
"Ruto-ya~ can i have some of your Juice? Im really thirsty."
No. Not my juice, NOOOOO.
"YAH~! Please, not my juice! It takes like 3 whole days to ship it, and there's only 4 left.." I whined, there's no way she can just take it.. my lovely juice.
"Yah~ your mom can send some more any day. Right?"
"AGH! OK OK, TAKE IT! TAKE ALL OF IT!"
My juice.. im sorry. My back hurts from her sitting on it, i promise i'll get my revenge.
At least she's off me now, so i took the chance to sit down straight, leaning to the cushions.
"Just got back from work?" I asked, seeing her come back from the dorm fridge with 3 carton of juice in her left hand, and one the other one in her right which she was drinking.
"Yeah, there was a lot of work today."
Huh.. sometimes i feel bad for her, seeing her stretch her back while squinting her eyes after feeling the pain.
Well, she did just take my juice.. but you know, i'd still feel bad.
"Wonyoung-ah.. about Y/N."
Alright, this is it. There's no turning back.
"Ugh, what about him."
Wow. How could she answer so coldly?!
"You know.. he moved out of Korea for years, he didn't know it was disrespectful to ask about... those type of things."
She'll understand my explanation, right?
"Yeah, i don't care about that jerk. Just make sure he gets out of my face."
Get Y/N out of her face?! Who does she think she is?!
Well.. i did notice something weirdly. She was looking away with a weird face. It was as if she was smiling or something.
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FanfictionAhn Yujin / Jang Wonyoung X M. Reader this is purely a work of fiction. pictures that i used are either from pinterest, or my gallery. some harsh language ahead. maybe. *slight nsfw* possibly, who knows.
