i will fvck you - jjk ff ✓

ch.1 --- almost.

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Black.

Is that colour that gives me so much joy. I don't know why I came to love it so much since my childhood days but it has always been my number one colour. I embody the colour with my daily appearance so much it caused people to sometimes question my choice of colour. My shoulder length hair is jet black, my nails are always painted in black, my outfits are mostly in black, my phone case is black – it's become my go-to colour whenever I want to get something for myself. My car is black, both exterior and interior, my room interior design is dominated by back and even though it seems weird, I still love the colour so much.

It's like a camouflage, like I move around wearing the  colour of the night during the day, it makes me feel special and elegant and it goes well with my milky skin tone.

And that's why wearing my senior high school uniform tonight isn't something I'm going to enjoy much.

Not that I don't like my high school uniform, it's a pretty one but just in a brown colour which is one of my least favourite colours, and when I was in high school, I had no choice than to wear it but now that I'm in college and making my own money, I can very much decide what I want and don't want.

"Mishil!" He calls from the living room in a sing-song tone. My best friend, Jungkook. And talking about Black, that's what we bonded on first, it's what kick-started our friendship. I believe every friendship starts because both parties bonded over something.

"Hmmmn!" I answer, I put my uniform that is on the hanger against the front of my body to see how it looks as I stand in my underwear before the tall mirror that is reflecting my full height.

"Hurry, we're gonna be late." He shouts and I could hear the excitement in his voice making me shake my head.

"Jk, it's a school reunion, I don't think there's a late comer at this event!" I shout back.

Instead of a response, the next thing I hear is him barging in to my room, all dressed up in his uniform and still effortlessly looking so handsome making me lose my train of thought for some seconds, like a frozen person, I shamelessly stare at him, taking in the beauty I get to see everyday and night but never fails to  mesmerise me each time I set my eyes on him.

"Hey!" I exclaim, covering up with my uniform as I break out of my ogling stupor, "What have I told you about knocking?" I squint my eyes at him, ignoring the fast way my heart is thumping against my chest.

"It's nothing I haven't seen, bae." He winks at me.

"That was when we kids not as adults, Mister." I glare at him, holding my uniform tighter against my body. Doing the exact opposite of what my inner self want — go naked!

"Whatever, just hurry." He walks towards my bed and plop down on it, humming passionately. And I know it's because he's happy to be meeting old friends and having fun with them. I'm excited too but can't match his level of excitement. We both had a good high school experience so it's really nice to be seeing our old classmates again.

"Why wasn't our uniform black then? Ugh." I groan while stylishly turning around to fully face him, still keep my front covered from him.

"Mishil, just wear the damn uniform and let's go." He replies, not aiding my complaint.

"You need to leave my room for me to dress up." I say back.

"Aren't you in your underwear?" He questioned and moved to lay back on the bed, his legs spreading. My eyes did a quick dart down to his crotch, gulping down whatever has secreted in my mouth in the process before returning my gaze back to his face.