I never die, 봤지? 모두 follow...
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Night has come season one.
Ko Kyung Jun x. Oc.
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Started: 13/04/24.
Finished: 30/04/24.
Words: 38,273.
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On the bus there was a class of students, some sleeping, some talking, some reading or some listening to music. At the back sat the louder and more energetic students, engaged in a game of mafia but as the bus got closer to the front it became calmer.
In the middle rows, the two Kim siblings sat together, Junhee peacefully sleeping with his head resting against the window while Jiwoo was flicking through her book. She had just finished painting her nails and decided the best way to pass time was to read. Normally she spent bus rides talking to her brother but he was exhausted and she was not ready to disturb him.
Feeling eyes on her, she turned her head to notice the Kyungjun was staring right back at her, his hair slightly disheveled, hinting that he had possibly been sleeping before. She was confused but looked back at her book with a frown. After a few seconds, she turned and looked again, noticing that he was still staring back at her.
Kyungjun was confusing, she knew he was not a nice person, the best word to describe him was a bully and she could not ever see past that. Yet, when they were alone, if they had been partnered together for class or even just finding themselves in each other's company, he was someone else, someone almost...nice.
Anytime she was close to believing that he had possible potential, he destroyed that and said something to Joowon that just made her dislike for him grow.
How could somebody be so cruel to another person she could not ever comprehend.
Pushing the thought to the back of her mind, she diverted her attention back to the book before her and allowed herself to be pulled into a different reality. Her freshly painted red nails pushed against the page and turned it over, sending her deeper and deeper into the fictional story.
Once night had become to fall, midnight washing over the small bus, they finally arrived at their destination. It was odd leaving the bus and seeing that it was pitch black outside, it made Jiwoo wonder just how long they had been on the bus for, it had barely felt like five minutes.
