story teller ↠ chanyeol

eleven

it was almost 9 pm and i only lay on the bed, doing nothing. watching tv is useless if there are only two to three channels available.

taehyung said he wanted to come, but he is not here yet. probably lost. it's better if he doesn't come because i don't want to see him.

but, i want to see chanyeol. ugh what is this feeling? why do i kept looking for that yoda guy? and hoped for him to come? even there are a lot of arrogant people in the world, i never did really care much about them except for chanyeol.

i don't know why. maybe it was my instict.

"noona!" a guy entered my room which made me flinched. eish this guy.

"oh, hello. taehyung.." i muttered. i wasn't really suprised with his presence since i don't know him well, but still he got my telephone number.

"what's that in your hand?" i asked as i saw him carrying a small plastic bag.

"mcdonald? i-" he said but i quickly grabbed it from him.

"oh great! thanks! i didn't ate anything since i came here." i said and took out the burger and munched it. i was super hungry.

"erm, are you okay noona?" he asked and i glared at him.

"okay? look at my head! and my hands? ugh stop asking stupid question. and what's with 'noona'?" i emphasised on noona and he chuckled.

"because, i born 2 years after you?" he explained.

"okay stop. you make me feel old." i rolled my eyes and wiped my hands with a tissue.

"well you scold me a lot, that means you are mentally okay. i have to leave noona. i got some performance to do at hongdae street with my friends." he said and i nod.

"okay, bye." i bid and he quickly hugged me.

"ew what?!" i pushed him away and he giggled before leaving the room.

sick boy.

taehyung visit me, eventhough i know him for 2 days. but chanyeol? again, i'm looking for him.

i hit my head with my palm and sighed. i really can't think of anyone else but chanyeol. chanyeol here chanyeol there. my mind is messed up.

does that means, i like him?

at the same time, i was thinking about the kids at happy house. who's going to read them stories for 2 or 3 days? maybe jiwon can handle them.

-

after a few days in the hospital, i got discharged and took a cab to happy house. i took off the cloths on my head so i won't look like a runaway patient. but the bruises on my hand can't be hidden.

i arrived outside of happy house and heard all the children's voice which made me smile.

suddenly, chanyeol appeared not far from me. we were staring at each other but i kept my head down. i don't want to see that face. i walked towards the entrance but i got blocked by him.

"hyeju, you okay?"