Song: The Deli - 5.32PM by Dreamwave.
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You woke up at such an early hour today.
Really, there was nothing special about today, except the fact that you suddenly wanted to be a productive person as if it was a New Year's resolution, although you yourself knew that New Year's resolutions never ever remain till the end of the year.
You slid the sliding door of your balcony open, letting the cold air in. Morning air in Seoul isn't exactly the best, but it's fresh compared to the mid hours of the day. You scanned around. All your neighbour's sliding doors were closed tight, even the neighbours on the opposite block. Well, except one; which seemed to be two brothers who were always creating ruckus, like Seokmin says.
One of them was having fun teasing his little brother, who sadly, couldn't reach for the sneakers that the taller one was holding up, high. And they were creating a ruckus. It stopped when one of the elder ladies two houses away from Seokmin yelled at them to shut up. When she noticed you observing, she apologized and bowed.
Everything seems great here, or at least, pretty decent. You picked a nice apartment to live in. That was a good thing.
Your stretching session ended when suddenly, a piece of paper that was tied to a string appeared above your balcony. That freaked you out, of course. But it just looked like a normal piece of paper, and when you came closer to look at it, it had Areum written on it. Maybe it was for you?
Untying the crisp, pink paper from the string, you opened it to read a small note written in cute handwriting.
'Always look on the bright side on life,
here's a ghost hug! You can't see it, but you can feel it :3
Have a nice day <3'
There was a cute doodle of a small ghost with its arms open as if it were to give you a hug, and you laugh. It was creepy, but it was cute. You were convinced that it wasn't a harmful note, so you took it gratefully, taking it as something to make your mornings positive. Could the note be from the person who lived above you? That was a really nice thing to do. Who could it be?
Coming out of the shower fresh and clean, you ignore the food in the fridge and quickly headed down to the main entrance of your apartment, greeting your other elderly neighbours on your way.
There were many other neighbours; like the surprisingly talkative one that lives opposite of Seokmin's house, and the don't-give-two-shits artistic looking shortie who just, well, really, doesn't give two shits about anything.
Then there was the depressed, gloomy looking guy who always sits at his balcony on rainy nights to smoke. Those three were the ones you always saw sitting at their balconies doing their own thing. It was actually quite interesting to observe them. Like, even though the talkative, slaying-people-voiced boy was making a concert with his off pitch singing sometimes, they seemed to get used to it.
It's been a whole week at the apartment and you still hadn't met Jisoo. He seems like he locks himself inside the room and it's so quiet, his curtains always closed and his lights on. Seriously, how could he stand studying all day?
There were loads of things happening on the floor above you on the opposite apartment. Looks like it was even more fun living on the other block, but living on this side you could see all that was happening and it was extremely entertaining.
You had only one class today, and it didn't bother you as much as the other days did, because once you return home from it, Seokmin's got a heck lot of treats for you prepared.
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balconies • seventeen
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