ctrl + z is for the mistakes you want to fix - ______
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and here i am, frustrated.
"AAAARRGGHHH WHY CANT IT START," i grumble, jabbing the laptop's power button repeatedly with my index finger. the screen did not light up at all.
see, the laptop was a hand me down from my father. it's been around six years since he gave it to me, and its condition had been deteriorating ever since. even a simple task of logging in has the fans in it whirring at full speed.
the screen suddenly lights up, and my head perks up in surprise. i quickly log into my laptop, and open up the gmail application.
[DRAFTS: 57] ________ to: weewoowonwoo
it's safe to say that i was extremely excited when i found out that i was going to be paired up with you for the perfuming lab workshop. it was so cute to see you try and name the scents we made, and try and find the words to describe it. it was a really fun experience with you, i hope that we can partner up more in the future, especially because we both are from different classes:(( i love your new glasses by the way, it looks really fitting. and you can finally see!
ajhhsjshshajaksj, daena _________ [SAVE AS DRAFT? YES/NO] [DRAFTS: 58]
i sighed in content, and rolled myself into the bed, not even bothering to turn off my laptop, leaving it on. i stare at the sunrays shining through the windows, filling into the room, the sheer curtains billowing from the occasional breeze coming in. the potted plants in my room rustled in unison. i closed my eyes, sleepiness taking over me.
i woke up to see my room filled with orange hues. it completely turned orange! i look out of the window, to see the sunset smiling back at me. i walked out of my room to see my brother, soonyoung, lurking outside. i furrow my eyebrows.
"yes, hoshi?"
"aha- er, nothing." he's up to no good for sure. i walked back into my room. i look at the laptop's black screen and froze. it should not have turnt itself off, because i always left it on— or else it would take dog years for it to reboot.
something in me clicked. i pieced the puzzles together.
kwon soonyoung is a fucking bad liar.
"KWON SOONYOUNG!"
he instantly appeared at the door frame.
"did you do something to my laptop?"
he rubbed his nape. "it might seem crazy what i'm about to say..."
i glare at him, signalling for him to say whatever he was going to say.
"i accidentally sent your email draft."
i widened my eyes. they were probably as wide as saucers now. "one draft?" i questioned.
