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14/04/16
7:30pm

miniminji:
ugh my mum and her bf just got back and I have to go to dinner with them pray 4 me

kookiesandcream:
praying

miniminji:
thank

miniminji:
I hate my mums bf

miniminji:
apparently he has a son my age who lives in Seoul

kookiesandcream:
o shit

kookiesandcream:
I cri for you

kookiesandcream:
come to Seoul

miniminji:
I wish I could tbh

miniminji:
Gtg have dinner with mr. shitface and my hoe mother bye

kookiesandcream:
ttyl minji

++Minji sighed as she straightened her dress and checked herself in the mirror one last time before running down the stairs and grabbing her bag, shoving her phone inside. She walked out to the car to see her mother and Mr. Park making out fiercely. She rolled her eyes and opened the door, sliding into the car and clearing her throat. Her mother whipped her head around, forcing a smile at her daughter. "Hello Minji! Let's go!" Mr. Park didn't even look at her. It dawned on Minji that she didn't actually know his name, she only knew him as Mr. Park, so she asked him. "Uh, Mr. Park, I don't know your first name... What should I call you?"
"Mr. Park, or better, sir, will do, child."
"Oh. Okay, Sir." Minji sighed and looked out of the window. The ride continued in silence for another five minutes, until Minji's mother tried to make conversation, but neither Minji nor Mr. Park seemed very talkative.

After a while Minji was staring out the window as they came to a junction. The light was red but they sped right past. Minji noticed this and sat up straight, and at that moment, sickening screeches filled her ears as her head whipped around, just in time to see headlights shining in her eyes. Panic and adrenalin surged through her body as she curled up, her hands protecting her head, as something hit her side forcefully, all of the air was knocked out of her lungs and her ears rang. Her vision was blurry. She could've sworn she heard her name being called before everything went black.++

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aye look at all this aNGST sorry lmao