Trashed It | kth

twenty one

Twenty-One | J E S S E

These few days had been painstakingly slow as I waited for every second to pass by. My thoughts were filled with one and one person only: Mr Stanger.

However, I had thought of the recent conversations we had and realized that he held a tone that was filled with much reluctance. Was he unwilling to meet me? Was I actually forcing all of these on him?

Strangely, he had been talking to me a lot about BTS lately which I had totally no idea about. One guy still caught my attention though. As my eyes travelled to the boy on my screen, I stared at Jung Hoseok or Jhope, as his stage name was.

What? Couldn't a normal girl have a teeny weeny crush on her idol?

Dickhead: Kim Taehyung

To Dickhead: Can you shut up
To Dickhead: By any chance not that I'm assuming or anything
To Dickhead: Don't take it the wrong way alright?
To Dickhead: Are you gay

Dickhead: what
Dickhead: yeah I am. for kim taehyung

I'm really starting to question his sexuality here.

As I stared at calendar, my eyes fixed onto the big red circle on a certain date. Three more days, I chanted in my head.

Three more days and I'll finally get to know Mr Stranger.

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a/n:
you're driving me insane.