"what are you, in love with me?" wooyoung scoffed.
"yeah."
the room went silent. wooyoung's breath hitched in his throat.
"...what?"
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jung wooyoung was always the top of his class throughout high school. no matter what class, he was always r...
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wooyoung stays the night in his old bedroom, not wanting to cause his parents any more trouble than he already had. if it got out that wooyoung left right after dinner, looking disheveled, it would plummet his parent's reputation and make things even worse for him. the neighbours were always watching.
before the sun is even up, wooyoung can hear his parents waking up and getting ready for the day. his father being a judge and his mother a doctor made them incredibly busy. something wooyoung found himself to be grateful for as a child. the longer the hours his parents spent at work the less time he'd have to see them at home. of course, his parents constantly being out of the house was also hard on him when he was young.
wooyoung yawns and stands up from his bed, stretching his arms out above his head. he quickly washes up in the bathroom before slowly stepping down the stairs and meeting his parents in the kitchen.
"good morning." wooyoung murmurs, just loud enough for his parents to hear.
"morning." his mother responds indifferently.
"i'm going back to the dorm." he states bluntly before leaving the house, without waiting for acknowledgement from his mother.
wooyoung steps onto the bus and slowly lowers himself into a seat. he leans agains the window, the cool glass pressing against his cheek and sighs.
his phone buzzes, startling him. wooyoung looks down to see a message from the project group chat.
choi san: are we good for wednesday evening at mine?
choi yeonjun: sounds good
lee chan: works for me
choi san: wooyoung?
jung wooyoung: yeah that works
choi san: okay great, its settled then
choi san: see y'all wednesday
shutting his phone back off, wooyoung bites his lower lip nervously. there's no world where this goes well...
before he even knew it, it was wednesday.
wooyoung rolls out of his bed begrudgingly, flopping onto the floor with a thud.
"you okay woo?" yeosang calls out from his room next door.
"yeah." wooyoung responds, his voice muffled by his blanket.
after a few minutes of staring at the ceiling, wooyoung gets up from the floor and starts getting ready for the day.
wooyoung sighs as he brushes his teeth, staring at his monotone expression in the mirror. his eyes were surrounded by dark circles and his face looked hollowed since he had trouble sleeping the previous night.
