Rubbish.
Keep.
Donate.
Keep.
Donate.
Rubbish.
Today was moving day for Jisoo. Herself, her mother, her father and her sister would be moving houses. Thankfully she was still living in town, which meant she wouldn't be changing schools, only houses. She was sincerely thankful that she wouldn't have to say goodbye to Rose.
Jisoo had always hated goodbyes.
Right now, Jisoo was emptying her room and cleaning it to pack into cardboard boxes. Her possessions were sprawled all over the floor like a tsunami of memories. She's never realised until this moment how many unnecessary things she owned. Her box's labelled rubbish and donate were more full than her box labelled keep.
As she rummaged through her clothes she didn't realise she was stood on something until she shifted her weight onto her foot causing a crushing sound to occur underneath it.
Cracks were evident in awkward angles upon the photo frame with Bobby and Jisoo's picture inside it from their first date. The cracks were an acute, poignant attack on the glass' fragility, stripping its beauty until it was almost a pointless collage of shards. With their knife edge, they seemed to stab Jisoo, leaving her restless and reeling. But it was her feelings attached to the broken picture that made her feel worse. Her feelings were in pain, stinging, bleeding raw and torn.
Jisoo drew the photo frame close to her heart for a moment, before finally placing it in the box to donate.
*****
"Hi," said a girl with a sickly sweet voice to Bobby, a drink clenched firmly in her hand while she leaned against the bar.
"Hello," said Bobby politely, too distant in his thoughts to take any notice of her tone in voice. Suddenly she placed her free hand on top of Bobby's arm, causing him to try and shrug her off as kindly as he could without expressing his irritation.
"I need to go," he tried to explain, but she kept a firm grasp on his arm.
"Let's go somewhere," she whispered, her face inching towards his.
"I don't want to go anywhere," now Bobby was annoyed, couldn't he just have one drink. He forcefully released his arm from the girl's grasp.
"Bobby, you okay," questioned Jinhwan when he saw Bobby coming towards him.
"I don't want to be here anymore," said Bobby bluntly, he was tired and wasn't in the mood to be outside, he'd only come because Jinhwan had practically forced him.
"Fine, we'll go in half an hour, I don't want to go home just yet," explained Jinhwan. He looked towards the small stage at the front where unprofessional, amature rappers were taking control of the mic.
"Why don't you entertain yourself by going on stage. You used to rap all the time, and you were decent as well."
"I don't feel like it," said Bobby, giving up by crashing on one of the chairs to watch the stage.
The host on the stage began praising the previous rapper who had just been on stage before introducing the next one, "Give a big hand for our reigning champion, I.M."
Bobby was pissed of to see that this I.M was the same guy who had been dancing with Jisoo just the other day.
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Just Go (BOBBY X JISOO)
Fanfiction"I don't think I can do this anymore Jiwon," now Bobby was scared. Jisoo never called him Jiwon unless she was genuinely hurt. "What do you mean?" "I'm tired of this, the endless fighting. And I know you feel like that too. I think we should spe...
