ONESHOTS || MEANIE ● WONMIN

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Welcome gremlins~

Been awhile right?

How ya'll been?

Just so you know this isn't going to be an update

Just a little fun thing that will help motivate me and also declutter this mess of a google drive i have here

When i told you i have like hundreds of drafts...i wasnt kidding

So what im going to do now is ask you guys which one i'll actually bring back to life while i just shove the rest to my trash bin

Please help me out lol

If not, i guess its a sign that i just dont finish any of this

Also remember these are still drafts, so i apologize for the errors and plot holes ahead lol

So with no further ado

Here are 5 of the drafts that I've shoved up my as--- i meant to the abyss

Choose wisely luvs~

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"I'm really going to strangle that brat."

Wonwoo mutters as he glances around the area where he stands. He sounds tough right now, but deep inside, he's a nervous wreck.

Just hours ago, he was at home, eating breakfast that had already been made for him by his younger sister.

A note was left on top of the covered plate that simply said, "Sorry for coming late last night. Won't happen again. Made you breakfast. Please don't be mad anymore."

Wonwoo initially didn't want to eat it. He hesitated, uncertain of its taste, considering he had never seen his sister cook before. He was also worried about his stomach, for the same reason.

What if it's poisoned?

Could she have cooked it so badly that it turned good food into something carcinogenic?

He honestly wouldn't put it past her to have such talent, considering how spoiled she is and how little she does around the house, even though she's already in college.

He blames his parents for spoiling her rotten.

The plate looked innocent enough. Just some scrambled eggs and bacon.

Surely, no one can mess that up. It looked pretty decent, too.

He took a bite. Then another. And before Wonwoo knew it...

That was his last memory before waking up in this strange place.

I shouldn't have eaten that damn thing.

He opened his eyes and found himself sitting on a bench in the middle of a park.

Panic set in at first, but it quickly faded when he realized the place he was in was familiar.

Have I been here before?

He took his time surveying the area. The scene definitely felt familiar, but he couldn't pinpoint exactly where this place was.