broken bikes & smudged mascara

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Mina's pov

this whole week i've been so excited yet so nervous to hang out with taehyung on friday night. we've been texting all week just getting to know each other better. i've told him about this week at school, he's told me about his work days. he told me the first night we started texting that he's a proffesional photographer. i think that is so beautiful and unique. i've always thought that taking photos of things is so artistic and i worship anyone that has that talent to take such touching pictures. photography can capture such pure moments and memories that you can keep forever. it's brilliant.

i don't think i'm at that stage yet where i can tell him about my hearing problems. someday.

i've been trying to figure out a plan where i can go out and hang with taehyung without ki bum or my dad finding out. i asked chaeyoung and jihyo to help. i'm going to tell ki bum i'm going over to jihyo's house to work on a school paper and spend the night, along with chaeyoung. if my dad or ki bum calls to check on me, ... well we're still trying to figure that out.

taehyung hasn't told me what we're doing or where we are going so i'm getting a little anxious. i hope it's not bad. i don't think he's a bad guy but then again, all serial killers are pretty convincing that they're harmless...

i've pretty nervous talking to him still. this all happened to fast and coincidentally i can't believe it.

tomorrow is friday and i think i'm prepared enough to see him again. i hope i don't scare him away or annoy him. i'm too insecure. this all is just too weird.

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sitting in my room texting on chaeyoung, jihyo and i's group chat after dinner, ki bum barged through my room without knocking.

"hello miss mina. how are you?"

i looked at him, one eyebrow raised.

"what is this. what do you want?"

ki bum walked over slowly and sat down at the edge of my bed. he looked at me very sympathetically mixed with anger. i can't read him.

"no i don't want anything i just want you to answer me honestly."

i glanced up at him.

"what's this i hear about you hanging out with this 'taeyoung' boy?" ki bum didn't look mad, more confused. how did he hear about this?

"what is it that you heard?" i set my phone down on my bed and asked him.

ki bum sighed and looked at his lap. "i'm not really sure what i heard or where i heard it but that's not really the point. are you going on a date tomorrow with that guy you met at the grocery store?" he glanced up to me.

i looked at him, confused. not sure how to answer. i just went with my gut feeling.

"um. yeah i guess it's a date. his name is tae-hyung by the way. he asked to hang out again and i agreed. is that wrong? i made a friend." i said calmly but harshly.

"no no that's not wrong!" he became flustered and moved his hands denying. "i'm just worried is all. how did you contact him again?"

why is he asking this? "he gave me his number..."

ki bum sighed.

"did you come in here to tell me i can't go? if that's what it is then just leave please, i get it." i crossed my arms and looked away from him. i'm tired of ki bum and my dad controlling everything i do. i appreciate the overprotectiveness but sometimes it's too much. let me live!