Insanity

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The next morning I wake up in Sunwoo's room, but the boy next to me is gone already.

I stand up, having to remind myself where I am. I see a pile of clothes with a note stuck to them on the floor:

Wear these and scream if you get lost in the house. I expect to see you by breakfast.

- k.sw

I slip into the connected bathroom to change. He picked out black ripped jeans and a fitted black long sleeve shirt which reads angel across the chest. Which I'm assuming is supposed to be ironic or something.

I look in the mirror at myself. I scrunch my face up and try to make it look intimidating. But no matter what I do I don't think I'll ever feel like I'll fit in here. No amount of makeup or clothes can change who I really am.

That's why I have to find my way home.

I sigh and turn away from the mirror, slowly opening the door and creeping out of Sunwoo's room.

I eventually find the stairs and walk down them into the kitchen area.

There's a nice seating living room that looks surprisingly normal and comfortable.

I make my way to the couches and pat it smooth.

Just as I touch it, a boy appears, he was lying down with an invisibility spell on. I widen my eyes, jerking my hand away from his chest.

The light brown haired boy sits up, intrigued.

"Oh?" He says, his mouth curving into a smirk. The boy has a perfectly pointed nose and thin lips.

"I-im sorry!" I yelp. "I didn't see you."

"Well duh, I was invisible." He rolls his eyes and shouts: "alright who's one night stand is this?? She's interrupting my sleeping time."

I raise an eyebrow at him, wondering what a one night stand is, when two more boys emerge from down the hallway.

"Not mine." A boy with dark black hair, so dark it looks blue, says as he leans against the wall.

"Not mine either." A boy with medium brown hair and a strangely long neck walks towards us. His hair is messy like he just got out of bed and his black collard shirt is half unbuttoned.

He walks over to where I'm kneeling on the floor, frozen in fear.

He looks down at me, staring me up and down. Before he can say anything the door opens and a familiar wavy haired boy walks in. I never thought I'd be so grateful to see Sunwoo.

"Hey." The long necked boy says to him. "Who's the chick?" he asks.

"Iseul." Sunwoo answers, pulling my arm so I stand up. "I call her Isa."

"Is she any good?" The brown haired boy looks me up and down and I shift uncomfortably.

"Changmin don't be an asshole." Sunwoo tilts his head at his friend.

"What's got you acting so nice?" Changmin leans forward and I look anywhere but his exposed chest. "Is she that life changing?"

"We'll see." Sunwoo answers, making eye contact with me for a second.

"Why does she look so scared?" The boy with pitch black hair and a deathly glare asks.

"She just moved here. Juyeon, at least try to be nice." Sunwoo says.

"'Nice'? Sunwoo, what's gotten into you??" The boy laying on the couch yelps, who's also ridiculously handsome.

"Yeah you usually use girls left and right." Juyeon pipes up.