p a r k w o o j i n p t . 2

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"yah woojin? want us to pick you up?", daewhi talks on the phone. i fidget with the end of my skirt, and bite my lip.

"okay, we're coming.", daewhi hangs up.

* * *

we pull up on woojin's driveway, and i see him walk to our car.

i swear in my head.

please don't talk to me. don't talk. don't talk.

"oh, hey, y/n.", woojin waves at me. my palms start to sweat.

"oh, oh, yeah. hi.", i stutter.

what's wrong with you, y/n? aish.

"your hair looks nice today.", he smiles.

"t-thanks.", i lower my head.

"ew, why are you complimenting my sister. ugh she's ugly.", daewhi joins in.

"aish, you little.", i put my hand up and hit him. woojin laughs, exposing his snaggletooth. my heart races.

OKAYYYY EVERY SINGLE FUDGING TIME HE SMILES AND LAUGHS AND I SEE HIS CUTE LITTLE SNAGGLETOOTH, BINCHHHH CUTENESS OVERLOOOADDD!!!!!! BIINNNCHHH I DIE EVERY TIME AHHHHH! ENOUGH RANTING.. CARRY ON...)

* * *

at school

"this week, class, we'll be going on a field trip. we'll be camping in goseong county, south gyeongsang. all the accommodations have been covered by the school board. just bring your basic necessities.", everyone cheers.

"we'll be leaving tomorrow. groups have already been made.", everyone groans. i raise my hand.

"is class a-2 going?", i question, wondering if woojin will be going as well.

"yes, it will be all the second years."

"oh, ok.", i nod.

i mentally scream inside. i hope woojin and i are a group.

"i will hand out the list of people in your group."

*          *         *

i look at the piece of paper closely.

group 4

hwang hwayoung
lee doyeon

aish, why are hwayoung and doyeon in the same group as me?!

park woojin
y/n

i mentally scream.

choi jaewha
kim taehee

*          *          *

i "walk" to my locker, struggling with five textbooks in my hand and a broken leg. i hear someone call my name.

"y/n!", i turn around and see woojin jogging over.

"lemme carry that for you.", he takes my books away from me.

"oh. t-thanks, woojin."

"no prob. so, we're in the same group together.", he reminds me.

"oh, y-yeah, we are.", i smile awkwardly.

"i look forward to it. i'll see you tomorrow.", he smiles and puts my books in my locker, and walks away.

"me too.", i say, inaudibly. i turn back to my locker and see lee doyeon and hwang hwayoung leaning against the locker next to mine.

"so, you got a thing going on with woojin?", hwayoung tilts her head.

"oh. uh. no. w-we're just friends.", i stutter.

"good. cuz' you do know that he'll never like you, right?", hwayoung sassed, doyeon giggling behind her.

"i—"

"no. he's mine.", she rolls her eyes and walks away.

i take a deep sigh.

it's okay. you'll be fine.

*          *          *

the day of the field trip

"okay, group one and group two will be riding on the same bus! group three and group four will ride on bus number two. and the other two following groups will do the same.", i hear the camp director of our school.

i put on my backpack that holds my camping necessities. i crutch towards the bus, leaving my suitcase behind, deciding to take it later after i drop off my bag.

(binch i really can't explain this part where she gets on the bus. but yeah, just know that she strugglin)

"oh, y/n, do you need help?", i see woojin walking towards me. from behind him, i see hwayoung and doyeon giving me death stares.

"n-no. i can do this myself.", i trudge, avoiding him.

"oh, okay.", he trails behind me. i look around, and almost every spot is taken.

"you can sit by me if you want.", woojin offers.

"uh. s-sure."

i sat down near the window, woojin following suit, and the bus started to depart.

and like the forgetful person i am, i forgot my suitcase with all my clothes on the school driveway.

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BINCH SORREEEE I DIDNT UPDATE CUZ I WAS TOO TIRED CUS OF SCHOOL.

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