Nyctophillia | p.jm

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ANGIE

Yunhyeong stayed quiet throughout the road, I tried asking him some random stuffs, but he replied me with just, oh and yeah.

I started to get frustrate, since he wouldn't talk, so I just switched on the radio, and turn the volume in high.

It's a shitty song, but who cares when no one wants to talk to you.

I muted myself, and check my phone. I got new messages from Jimin, speaking of which.

Even if Jimin told me, that he didn't like me then, I knew, that he still into me. But, why? I'm a crap, nobody likes me, I'm just a girl with boyish style.

I never entertain him with something, but why? And, why is he falling for me, not Yunhyeong?

I already listened to the singer you told me :) a small smile appeared from my lips, well at least someone can make me company.

Cool, so how was it? I replied, then the radio changed song, to flashlight. I gazed through the window, looking at lots of cars passing by.

Suddenly, my phone chimes, I don't know why I felt excited to get his message, It was okay, it's definitely suits you oh, and my eyebrows just rose.

Why is that? I like being around him, he's good at words, sometimes he'll flirt, and somehow it almost touched me.

You like to be free, so free. You never care what people said my lips just formed a wide smile, that my teeth shown. His words, just made me feel so happy.

I forgot I don't have long hair, it's hard to tuck my short hair behind my ear. Hey, do you wanna go see movie tomorrow? I mean if you have time? I don't know why my heart suddenly beating like elephant walking inside.

I bit my lips, and typed down the words I wanted to tell him. But, I startled when Yunhyeong starts to speak. "Who are you texting to?" He asked, and suddenly the flowery feels stops.

Wait, did I said 'flowery feels' ?

"Uh, a friend of mine" I tried saying, well it's true. Jimin is my friend, right. I'm not lying. I continued on typing, and hit the sent button.

He let's out a soft oh then he steer the wheel, "who?" He asked again. I don't know what to answer, so I just told him someone. "Oh, okay. Anyway, where do you actually wanna go?"

I turned my head to look at him, his eyes are heavily open, he looks tired, and lazy. "What's wrong with you lately?" I blurted out.