1 | Minho

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I wake up to banging on my bedroom door.

'Come on, wake up, y/n.' I recognised it to be Minho, him being one of the only gladers I've actually spoken to since i got here.

Today would be my first official full day in the Glade. Yey..

I choose to ignore Minho's continuous banging on the bedroom door in an attempt to squeeze 10 more minutes of sleep in. A big mistake.

'Are you decent in there, y/n?' Without waiting for a reply he bursts into my room demanding that I wake up immediately.

I blink, baffled. Just who does he think he is!

Continuing to ignore him I feel a tug at the bottom of my cover, I succeed in keeping it held tightly to my chest. Suddenly I feel the tug fall loose and a momentary wash of paranoia washes over me, no longer knowing where Minho is.

I didnt have to wonder for long. He had moved to the side of my bed and lifted the side of the matress up so I would roll off it onto the cold hard wooden floor of the room.

'If you're not dressed in 5 minutes I won't be scared to come back and dress you myself.' He states while walking out of my room, a smirk evident on his smug face. Leaving me there in a baffled state.

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