End of beginning?[Hwang Hyunjin]

Warmth of right people.

Btw guys single inverted commas ('....') denote the thoughts.
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Grace's POV

Monday, 4:20am

@finessse__grs

I added a post, hid my face though. I kept my id name as 'finesse' since it basically means Grace. Yeah I wanted to make it something special and unique, it's fun to play with words. I think it's clever.

I have a public account too. Because I post song covers. I just enjoy it so much, I can't just make myself discreet in fear of getting stalked and just bury my little talent. I even manage to earn through it. I don't care if someone recognizes me. Most probably they won't anyways.

Or maybe

One of them might do.

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I'm rechecking all the commodities. I've packed everything. First time in a while I felt utterly proud of visioning my room without the shuddering litter it's usually concieved in.

This room holds plenteous of memories. The time we moved in, I hated it. It felt so dull, just like me. The new aroma and scents suffocated me, the warmth felt so chilly. But then time passed, I got used to it and began finding solace in it. It's a true saying that time heals everything. I spent great times with my friends in this house- sleepovers, movie nights, spa sessions, mocktail nights, study sessions in which we did everything but study.

Well well...

What a shame to leave this place.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard a loud thud downstairs. Instinctively, blindly I flew down the stairs and-

"ACK!!!" I comically yelled in pain.

Attacked.

Stumbling by the enormous sudden weight on me I fell. I was attacked...early in the morning when I all I wanted to do was sleep.

The wails of the two young colleens rung through my ears. I laid on the floor lying on my back, struggling with the two girls shrieking on top of me. I saw this coming yet I fell for it.

"Guys!!! Get off of me my back hurts." I said. "Grace, we will miss you so much!" They are so loud oh my god.

I somehow managed to sit up with both of them still wrapped around me like toffee wrappers on each side. They are sobbing like little kids cry when their mom refuses to give them chocolates.

Cute

In a second, I found myself whimpering with them. We look like three infants I bet. Yeonjun stared at us in stark consternation. Arms crossed on his chest, he swung his wrist checking the time. He won't understand because he got his friends back in Korea. But mine are here. I need time.