mark stood under the warm running water for a minute or so until officially turning off the water and exiting the shower.
he grabbed his towel and dried himself.
he opened his closet door and rummaged through it, trying to find a suitable outfit for the concert.
he didn't exactly like the idea of going to the concert, but he also didn't want to look like rubbish.
after picking a white shirt, ripped jeans, a jean jacket with leathered arms, and a black hat, mark began putting them on.
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mark grabbed his shirt, putting it over his head, deep in thought.
he began wondering back to when he started disliking jackson, soon hating him.
he didn't know that it was possible to hate someone this much, but he did. he knew he shouldn't, especially when he hosts a club where he literally preaches not to bully or hate, but he couldn't stop himself.
as soon as he saw Jackson (which was when he accidentally clicked on his performance instead of the video he wanted to watch) he did not take a liking to him.
he just hated his eyes and how they were brown, but not too brown.
his lips that were just the right kind of plump, while his own lips seemed too plump.
his nose that was big, but matched greatly with his face.
his freaking annoying and ugly smile.
his voice that did not match well with his body.
his personality..
to just put it simply, mark basically hated jackson wang's everything.
but don't even think that mark is jealous of jackson freaking wang. he is most definitely not.
