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Yoojung

Thirstday.

Yes. There's no water. She nonchalantly went for the dispenser for water but there weren't any. Not even a drop.

She forgot to pay the bills again.

So she sighed and went for the front door, expecting another bad day at school.

Or maybe it was initially just a bad day.

Yoojung didn't even bother doing her hair anymore, knowing that the wind will probably ruin it again.

Why can't the wind just blow her problems away?

As she went out of the door, she noticed the guy who lived across her house. She became curious. It was the guy yesterday though.

Yoojung tried to shrug the thought but her mind kept on lingering on that guy. What's his name? How old is he?

But her thoughts were interrupted as the wind blew and she almost lost her balance.

Why am I so stupid?

Yoongi

He watched through his window. He felt giddy waiting for the girl next door, preparing himself to laugh whenever something bad happens to her.

The girl hasn't even come out yet but he was already laughing.

His insides lit up as he saw the girl coming out of her door, grumpy as usual. Yoongi stifled a laugh at that. How could someone be this grumpy everyday? Not even him can get that sulky.

Yoongi's gaze followed the girl as she locked the door and made her way. But was shocked when the girl suddenly looked up to his window and made eye contact with him.

He suddenly snapped out and pretended to be looking at the sky while drinking his morning coffee. He literally panicked his heart out.

What a coincidence. Was she observing me too?

He looked back to the girl only to see her stomping away again. But she suddenly stumbled and stared at the floor for a good minute.

She's really weird. He thought.

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