deny ▰ y.m

viii.

+thursday ;; 5:30 P.M.

journal,

today a small wad of paper hit my side, and i un-crumpled it.

'you wanna get lunch again?'

it was from taehyung. he sat a couple seats in front of me, his body turned slightly around out of his chair. i smiled sheepishly and give him a thumbs up. he nodded and turns back again.

i could feel someone staring at me, and to my left yoongi is glaring at me. his eyes are cold and his mouth is slightly frowning.

i could care less about min yoongi.

―pj