choreographer | choi youngjae

[10] new year, new minju!

1/2/16
5:37 p.m

new year, new me. yey. it was new year yesterday. we just grilled meat and ate out as a picnic and stuff. it was fun, but i still felt kinda awkward. yes, it's a new year but i still can't seem to move on.

"yah, minju, get me some water please." momo asked. "go get it yourself." i said. "please!" she begged. "fine.." i murmured. i stood up from my bed. i went to the door and saw a small piece of paper on the floor. i picked it up and read it.

minju,
meet me at the park at 7.

who wrote this? i went out of our room and saw only mark at the kitchen, washing dishes. "mark." i called. he didn't answer but he looked at me. "did anyone pass by our room?" i asked. "no one." he said and went back to what he was doing.

okay. that's not weird at all. i guess. he's always quiet and straightforward.

i went to the cupboard and took a glass and filled it with water. "you're so straightforward." i mumbled. "i heard you." he said. he looked at me and smiled. "woah. is it just me or did you just smile?" i teased. "yah, doesn't mean i'm quiet most of the time, i don't smile." he said. "yeah, i know. i've met people same like you." i said. he smiled again and dried his hands then went to his room.

i went back to our room too and gave the glass to momo. "took you that long huh? thanks anyways." she said and i nodded.

few hours had passed.

it's seven. i changed my clothes. i wore a white hoodie with the number 96 in black on front. i put on my jeans and wore white sneakers. "where are you going?" momo asked. "take a walk outside." i said. she nodded. "your curfew is nine." she said and smiled. i nodded.

i went out of our room and checked the living room. no one was there. momo said, the maknaes and junior had a schedule, so as jackson.

so jb, mark and youngjae should be here. could it be anyone of them? aish. i'm nervous. what if it's a kidnapper? no wait, i'm exaggerating. nevermind.

i went out of their dorm and walked to the park. i looked around and saw no one. i sat at one of the benches and waited for whoever it was, but i can't stop thinking that it might be a kidnapper or something. i waited and waited, till i felt someone poke my shoulder.

i stood up and grabbed the hand and gripped it tightly. "ouch! yah! let me go!" he shouted. it was a boy. he was whining cause my grip was really tight.

"youngjae?" i asked. "yah, let me go." he pouted and i released my grip. "so you were the one who left the note?" i asked and he nodded. "aish.. my hand hurts now." he said. he sat down on the bench and so did i. "mian. i thought you were a kidnapper or something." i said. "why did you want to meet me?" i asked. "it's because i didn't want anything awkward to happen between us." he said.

"awkward? pssh! nahhh.." i said. "you've been ignoring me for the past few days." he said and smiled. "ahhh.. that.." i said and nervously laughed. "mian." i said. "i didn't mean that." i said. he shook his head. "i was the one who hit the tray, sorry." he said. "can we be friends now?" he asked. i nodded and smiled.

we stared at the night sky view of seoul. "the sky looks really pretty." he said and i nodded. i took my phone out and took a picture of it. "let's take a picture too!" he said. i pointed the camera towards us and took the picture. we did wacky poses with smily faces and stuff.

"we should go back to the dorm now. they might be looking for us." i said and he nodded.

and so, we walked back to the dorm. "yah! where the heck did you two go? we were freaking worried about you!" momo shouted as soon as we opened the door. all of them were already there. "wait, did you two go on a date?" momo asked.

"no!" we shouted. "we just went out for a walk!" i said. "aigoo. we thought you got kidnapped by some saesangs.." jackson said. "ani. were fine." he said.

"arasso, arasso. anyways, i'm going to cook dinner, what do you guys want?" momo asked.