Hyunjin's P.O.V:
Well fuck....
What the fuck...
Fuckity fucking fuck....
Now i met him. I finally met that little cousin of Chan. That little bug that for sure will pester my already at peace(not really) life.
I don't trust him. He seems to be someone who has full of energy every single second. He's the last type of person i would want to stay with together in a same room. (And pretty much, this is the reason why Jisung is my least favorite among our circle. He's too lively.) And his face contradicts his motherfucking voice! I mean, who fucking has a patootie munchkin face with a voice as fucking deep as that?!
No other than that Lee Yongbok
HOW CAN I TRUST THAT FUCKING DECEIVER??!
But now I'm here. Because of desperation....and because I'm broke.
FUCKING HELL OF A LIFE!!
I need to live with a complete stranger together in my house and i don't know any second what this man will do. There's a possibility he will disobey our agreement, or break some things, or maybe even steal something.
Well don't blame me for having much trust issue!! Blame my son of a hideous evil ex for that!
But, judging from our first meeting, Yongbok seems to be nice and pretty innocent. He looks.....kind and sweet? But who knows? Who knows what kind of identity an innocent person could hide?? No one knows, except themselves.
After all, we are all just bunch of fake people who loves to wear fake masks in front of other people, hiding who we actually are behind that pretentious facade.
I sat on my bed and left an exhausted sigh, and as if just a coincidence, i heard a faint whooshing sound coming from–if I'm not mistaken–my AC. And soon, the lights on the ceiling started flickering, then it illuminated my room, completely.
"Hmm. Guess Chan have paid it already".
That man...... he's really honest with his words. He actually did pay for my electricity bill......despite of shooing him out harshly earlier.
The thought made me breathe deeply. To be honest, i couldn't help but feel guilty whenever i treat Chan pretty bad and mean out of the sudden. It's like i can't control myself but to act nasty in front of other people. I don't know if maybe i just got used on acting like this to the public....
Or maybe because of the added stress i have in me about my cancer....and my upcoming death.
I really don't know.
Like they say, I'm spontaneous. I used to believe i wasn't like that. But....my actions made me realize i actually am that type of person. And it's annoying. Yet i couldn't stop myself from being like it. It is me already and i was born with it.
Or maybe..... I'm scared not to act mean because.....there has always been a fright in me as i have a history for being too much used because of my kindness. And i just don't want that horrible past to happen anymore.
The realization......stumped me.
At the same time, making me shudder with all those ugly memories of mine projecting in my brain. It was awful that i almost threw up in my bed but then-
*KNOCK* *KNOCK*
"Uhmm...H-Hey! I know you said that...i should not disturb you but i just want to know if....you want something to eat since I'm going out and buy something for our dinner so....yeah." Yongbok's voice came from behind my door, making me groan. I was thinking of shooing him away but the growl in my stomach was fast to emit first before my voice could. Again, making me groan.
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