TRIGGER WARNINGS: alcohol, drugs misuse + dealing, gangs, violence, vaping, r@pe, s3xual assault/harassment, uhm.. murder???
❝no body, no crime,
but I ain't letting up
'till the day that I die.❞
as the two representatives for their class at decelis...
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'Baby, though I've closed my eyes,
I know who you pretend I am.'
'monday, october 2nd, 15:38pm'
FOLLOWING a long, tiring monday at school, and an eventful weekend of chuseok, the two continue with their investigation--
which is why jang wonyoung is standing by the exit of the arts building.
jihye stands, staring at wonyoung from the distance, as she merely leans against the wall, softly chewing her bubblegum. her chestnut-brown hair cascades down her sharp shoulders, her eyelashes fluttering as the sun glows on her features.
jungwon pushes jihye's chin to shut her mouth before she starts drooling. "stop staring like an idiot."
"i can't. did you ask her? to meet??"
"mhm." he hums, somewhat proudly.
"wow, look at that development." she hums sarcastically, patting his back in celebration. he groans, walking forward.
"hey, jungwon! you asked to have a chat?" wonyoung calls out.
jungwon nods, and smiles, as jihye follows behind. wonyoung beams, eyes sparkling. "hi, jihye!"
jihye can only awkwardly wave back with a shy smile, as jungwon snickers. she makes fun of him all the time for his conversational.. skill issue, and yet, look at her now. yeah, wonyoung is pretty..
but he thinks jihye can do much better.
jungwon nudges jihye to start the conversation, and jihye leans on the wall beside wonyoung, chuckling. "uhm.. you don't have to tell us anything if you don't want to! but- uhm, do you know anything about minjun? that.. you know, isn't gossip?"
wonyoung raises an eyebrow. "minjun?"
"uh- yeah. yeah, minjun. we just find it weird how he completely disappeared."
"oh, he'll probably show up in like, two weeks. he's such an attention seeker."
jihye and jungwon look at eachother, and jihye grins. "elaborate. i love talking shit about boys."
wonyoung giggles, ushering them to move closer. jungwon stands behind jihye, listening in with the shorter girl, who looks like she's about to faint at the prospect of being this close to the jang wonyoung.
"he just.. thinks- well, thought-.. but he just thinks he's that guy. he hits on every single girl in our year, and everyone just kisses his ass. oh, not me, though."
jihye stares at her, eyes shining in awe.
"continue." jungwon speaks, as he nudges jihye, to bring her back to reality.
