𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗆𝖾 • 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘫𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺-𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

"ARE YOU DENSE?"

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"You're acting weird."

"What? I always act like this."

Chenle squinted his eyes at Jisung. They were back at the dorms after a long day of practice, as they were getting settled in, he noticed the younger's eyes and how they kept tracing back over to his phone. Almost like he was waiting for something to pop up.

"Nuh uh. You keep checking your phone." this suddenly sparked the attention of the rest of the members. "Is it Andi?" Jaemin teased, Renjun furrowed his eyebrows. "Oh wow." he said, too tired to say anything more and headed to his room. "What? No! We're just friends." Jisung muttered.

"Jisung.." Mark chuckled. "You know he visits her at work." Haechan pointed at the male, his eyes widening. "What? No that's not true.." Jisung shook his head in embarrassment. "Oh Jisung..you're so dense at your own feelings." Haechan patted his shoulders, also heading into his room.

"Feelings? We're friends. It's nothing like that."

"My heart crushes for her."

"Oh please..you were the same with Vivian."

Jaemin shot a glare at Jeno. "I've moved on." he scoffed, looking past his shoulder. "Jisung, it's okay if you like her. She's a nice girl." he gave a warm grin at the boy until he walked straight into the kitchen, hungry as he could ever be. "Honestly, she's really cool." Chenle said, Jisung quickly glanced at him.

"Katy loves her. Yijing loves her. Obviously Minjin and Doyeon love her. If you don't like her like that then it's fine, but also don't force yourself to shy away from your feelings cause you're scared." Mark gave his arm a squeeze, dropping himself on the sofa as Jeno laughed.

"Is that what you're doing with Doyeon?"

"We're just friends!"

"Mark Lee! Stay away from my sister!"

Jisung let out a laugh.

Andi was staring at her notepad for quite some time now. She was back in the dorms. She freshened up the second she got inside and started catching up on homework. Her mind was so clogged with writing one song that she had forgotten all about her other classes.

Andi thought of going back home for the weekend, but she liked her space. She wasn't reminded so much of her childhood when she was in her dorm. Her room was filled up with things she took interest in now, but there, she felt like she had nothing.

"Why can't I write.." she muttered, staring at the questions on her screen. Andi always hated doing homework. It's not that she couldn't do it, it was just that she procrastinated so much that she'd cram it all in one day. Quickly, she closed her laptop and grabbed her sweater. Putting on her shoes, Andi headed out.

The house wasn't that far from the university, she just wanted to pass by it to let the time go. Maybe it'll help her clear her mind better. It was already one in the morning, a slight cold breeze brushed against her. She didn't like being out alone at night, but it was the only time where she could hear nothing but silence.