Chapter 18

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OMO BUT DID U DID U DID U SEE JOSHUA'S SELFCAMERA DID U SEE HIM SPEAK ENGLISH PLAY HIS SOOTHING VOICE AT MY FUNERAL PLEASE

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Min-Young's POV

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I brushed my hair back, letting it fall on my back. I was walking back to their dorm because I didn't get my stuff yesterday and they have the key so I could go get it. I was on the elevator going to their floor, my eyes were weary and crusty. It was from lack of sleep yesterday, I kept on waking up every 5 minutes always continuing to see all the boys around each other. When is one night gonna finally be the night where I get enough sleep.

Saranghae.

My face needs to stop every time I think about that word, its normal to blush a little bit but when you blush so hard that you literally look like a tomato then it's just weird. But I'm pretty sure that it just slipped out, I hope he meant it though. Just the thought of him saying that in front of me, saying I love you. I can't imagine that happening, do you know how embarrassed I would be. Aish.

I brought my hands to feel my heated face, I cupped my chin and tried to stop my face from getting even more red than it already is. The normal answer back to I love you is usually I love you too. I literally can not force those words out of my mouth, it's impossible for me honestly. At one point there will be a time where I won't have a problem with saying it at all.

The doors opened, and looked at the end of the hall to see a girl knocking on the dorm door?

I shoved my hands in my army green jacket, while moving closer to her. She had really light brown hair to go with her paleness, she was mixed I could tell by the way she pronounced the Korean. And she would curse in English too. She seemed like someone the boys would know but she also looked like a saesang, I don't know what to do really. Because if the boys actually know her, and I think she's a saesang and not let her in letting her sit out there all alone, that would be horrible. But what if I let her in and she actually is a saesang and tells the whole fan base that a girl is living with Seventeen.

I bend my knees up to my waist reaching my hand to brush off the mud from my combat boots. She kept on knocking the door fiercely, while she screamed Vernon's name continuously. She looked like she was here for the whole day, the boys only left this morning I don't even know if their in Busan yet. If she was someone they knew, I would get that she looks like a cute girl. She was wearing a lilac trench coat that hit above her waist, and white jeans which were ruined because of the rain that's going on outside. Her hair was softly curled, she was pretty, you know all these cute and pretty girls that come and visit Seventeen makes me worry a bit.

I tap her shoulder twice waiting for her to notice, she gets shocked by the sudden touch and jumps around. Her face was pink as in Woozi's hair pink, but she still looked tired out. This is hard, I don't know who she is, what if she's lying or not lying. This is hard.

"Uh Hi, what are you doing?" I say while giving a little wave to her then stuffing my hands back in my about a million pockets on this jacket. She tries and take her breath while trying to figure out what going me on.

"I'm looking for Vernon." Okay she stated her purpose, well is she looking for Vernon in a creepy, I'm gonna stuff him in a bag and bring him home with me, or I'm someone he knows and I just wanna visit him. Because I'm just making sure, well she did look Vernon just a little bit but that's not enough to let her in.

"Who are you exactly." I say while gripping the key in my pocket.

"My names Sophia, I'm Vernon's sister." She bows nicely, oh. Vernon has a sister? He did talk about having a sibling but not a younger girl sibling that's super pretty and seems nice. Okay I get why they're siblings now, she kept on trying to fix her bangs in front of her face, yep that's Vernon's sister. I fetch my phone out of my back pocket and tap Joshua's phone number, which he gave to me in case something happened to me.

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