"Sorry! Sorry, there was gravel and knees and--." The flurry of words that flew out of my mouth met nothing but an empty studio.
The only noise that had begun to fill the room were my short uneven breaths. My eyes traveled around the area of my studio to in fact find that I was alone
I glanced down to the crooked watch on my wrist from the fall I had taken attempting to not be late. The sudden buzz from my pocket startled me but I hurriedly pulled it out.
Can't make it today.
~BaekhoPerfect. Just perfect. A small laugh of disbelief managed to choke its way out before the stinging from my knees drew my complete and undivided attention.
In my haste to arrive quickly, because I didn't want him to wait, I had made the dumb choice of running. However with my lack of coordination I took a nasty fall on the gravelly path in front of the building.
Never one to risk my hands in a tumble my legs always took the majority of any fall. This was no exception as proven by the matching scrapes on both my knees.
There was a small moment where I stood still, staring at the small pieces of loose, gray gravel still embedded in my skin. Would it honestly have been that much of a burden for him to text me at least ten minutes before?
Not one to let a wound go untreated I limped my way over to the emergency kit Ren bought for me.
It was a gag birthday present he had bought me after becoming regulars at the first aid section of the supermarket nearby. The thing was leaning more on the side of being a complete pharmacy than just a simple kit that it left me baffled on how he even managed to find it in the first place.
Although with how often I ended up using it the joke was still on me.
The adrenaline of the run had begun to die down as the stinging of the wounds had begun to awake. My mind was completely wrapped up in cleaning the decently sized wounds to even begin to feel the embarrassment of being stood up.
It wasn't as if the two weeks that had passed amongst us were any less awkward, but he at least made an effort to always come on time. "I really hate Ren right now." I didn't, more like couldn't, ever truly hate my best friend but sometimes his efforts to pull me out of my shell to meet new people were too much for me to handle.
The embarrassment had begun to bubble up and boil over that I had to pause my cleanup work to keep the tears at bay.
I wish I wasn't so relient on Ren for socializing. I wish I didn't have word vomit everytime I spoke to the point that people would send a small wave from afar to steer clear of it. I wish people didn't avoid having to work with me.
I wish Baekho hadn't been forced to help me because he was being blackmailed to do so.
Then again what's the point of wishing if the universe has proven to hate having 'Mina' and 'wish fulfilled' in the same sentence.
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Fanfictionhe was just a model for her next art project. but oh how he wished he was more ©-biaswrecker