penpals | yoonmin

VIII

weeks passed, and he hadn't heard from yoongi. he wasn't that sad, i mean, it was just for class. but he was just a lil lil bit bummed. i mean, hey, another friend. maybe just another guy to shove him into a locker.

yoongi stopped by his locker after school, grabbing his bag and some food he had stashed in there. he spotted he note and pulled it out, rereading it and then laughing to himself. he felt a little bad.. and he doesn't feel bad often. he shoved the crumpled piece of paper in his pocket and went home and began to write back.

Hey,

he started simply. but he wasn't going admit he actually lost the letter.

i didn't reply because i felt sorry for you and i didn't want you thinking we were friends. because we arent. im only replying now because my teacher wanted me to.

he lied. the teacher didn't mind.

so do you play ball? ball is life lol. i'm super tall so i can shoot hoops. also, i get all the bitches because im cool like that. ur probably not. nerd. 

oh, dinners ready..