omegle · mark lee

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Sniffling, Park Soyeon reached for yet another tissue. Spending the day in bed binge-watching Weightlifting Fairy was the dream. Of course, if you weren't down with the flu. 

Tearing her eyes from the screen, the girl rolls up the tissue and stuffs it up her nose, making sure snot doesn't escape this time. Suddenly, a flash of color flew by and settled in front of the sick girl, perfectly blocking my view of her "future husband", Nam Joohyuck. 

"You're watching Weightlifting Fairy without us?!" A voice screeched from the back of the room, making Soyeon crane her stiff neck to face the source.

 "No! I'm obviously watching the football match from last weekend." She retorted as Yerim strided across the room, sarcasm dripping from her croaky throat. 

"Nam Joohyuk's so hot," Hina mumbled dreamily, her eyes never leaving the screen.

Gasping, arms found their way around the girl's neck, holding her in head-lock. "Hop off my future husband, he's mine." Soyeon growled. Can you believe this disrespect? She thought.

"Yeah, hop off Nam Joohyuk Hina," Yerim said, sitting on the edge of the bed, being careful to avoid the used tissue pile. "You have Jaemin, leave Joohyuk for us two."

"Us two?" The bedridden girl's head snapped towards Yerim. "Us two? You mean we're going to share?"

"Yeah, I mean I'm single as well and-" The girl couldn't finish her sentence before she was tackled onto the bed, onto the tissue pile by a crazy Soyeon.

"Over my dead body" Soyeon said, smiling like a maniac. 

While the older two were fighting over Nam Joohyuk, Hina opened a new tab. Knowing well that if she watched more of the episode without the other two, she'd die a painful death. Pulling up a site named Omegle out of boredom. She faintly remembered Koeun mentioning something about meeting  some Chinese girls on Omegle and wanted to give it a try.

Yiyang and Ningning they were called? Hina faintly recalled, ignoring Yerim's screams of sos as Soyeon tried to suffocate her in the used tissues. Her slim fingers flew across the keyboard.

Interests? Hm, pepe memes, Nam Joohyuk annnnddd, Seoul School of Performing Arts? We are students there so-

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You both like pepe memes, Nam Joohyuk and Seoul School of Performing Arts

Stranger: so i heard u like dank memes

You: pepe's my second cousin

You: of course i like dank memes

Soyeon and Yerim had stopped cutting each other's throats at the sound of a typing keyboard. The two girls peered over Hina's shoulder, trying to see what she's up to.

"Omegle? Man, strange shit happens on that." Soyeon's croaky voice sounded

"Oh come one, give it a chance-" the young girl froze at the sight of her two friends. Yerim's hair was all over the place and she was desperately trying to brush it out while Soyeon was changing out the tissue in her nostril. It wasn't a pretty sight. 

"What are you staring at." Soyeon said, stuffing another part of the tissue up her nose. 

"Nothing." Hina returned to Omegle, thankful that the three had known each other for ages.