Instant Love || O.de

24

"Kyuwon." My brother says as he leaves his room, drying his hair with a towel as he joins me on the sofa in the living room. I him i'm response as I pay attention to the Netflix show I had just put on. "Your graduation is in 3 days, right?"

"Yeah, why?" I ask as I pause the show, looking at Kunwoo with a raised eyebrow. He sighs deeply and he stops rubbing the towel in his hair, then throwing it on his shoulder.

"We'll be moving back to Busan after you graduate. I'm not sure when, but I was just talking about it with Mom and Dad." He says as he pays my back softly, leaning back onto the sofa. "I know I said that we'd be moving to Seongbuk-Dong, but since we already have a house in Busan we might as well.."

"I'm not moving." I say with monotone as I then switch the TV off, turning to look at Kunwoo with a frown. "I basically grew up here, I have a perfectly fine life here."

"You can stay if you want, but I just think-"

"It's always what you think!" I shout as I stand up from the sofa, looking at him with slight tears in my eyes. "You're always the one having the say for Kiyoung and I because you're the oldest of us! We're old enough to make our choices too, so would you let us have a voice too?! Is it so much to ask for?!"

With that I storm off to my room, grabbing the varsity jacket Seungmin bad given me as I then head for the front door, putting my shoes on and grabbing my keys.

"Kyuwon,  where are you going?" Kunwoo asks, jumping up from the sofa as he approaches me.
"I'm 18, you don't need to know." I mumble as I open the door and slam it closed, making my way to the apartment elevators and heading down to the lobby.

I then take my phone out look for Seungmin's contact, calling him as soon as the doors of the elevator opened.
I then walk out of the apartment blocks and onto the streets. The phone rung a few times before getting picked up.

"Hey!" Seungmin says over the loud background noise. I sigh.
"Sorry, did I call you at a bad time?" I say lowly as I head on over to a bench on the street, taking a seat on it.

"Don't worry about it. I'm out with some collage friends right now." He says. "Something wrong? You sound sad."

"It's nothing.."
"No, no, no." He sighs. I then hear some metal clinking in the background of his end. "I'll text you where I am and you can come along. It's not a far walk from your place."

"Is it alright with your friends?" I ask softly, brushing my hair out with my fingers.
"They're dying to meet you, I'm sure they won't mind. I'll text you the address and I'll see you."