"I want to live in the medieval days."
"Why?"
"Imagine! A world with princes and princesses and dragons and jousting and dragons and trolls and more dragons! Ah, the good ol' days."
"Don't forget slavery and the poor. Those times were tough."
"Then I will become a princess to help the poor. Let's hope I don't get killed or actually fall in love with a troll."
"Or get locked up in a tower by an evil witch."
"Well, if I can't become a princess, there's my next best option."
"H-huh?"
"I WILL BECOME AN EVIL WITCH AND CURSE EVERYBODY HAHAHAHA."
"You're evil."
"You can't go against your fate, Seungmin!"
"Uhh, debatable."
"Shut up, you old fart."
"O-ouch?"
"At least I should work in the castle and fall in love with a prince so I can become a princess. Gold and riches for life!"
"Gold digger."
"Hey!"
"W-what?"
"I'm proud of you."
"Huh...?"
"Cause back then, you couldn't really even fire back at me. Look at you know. You've grown so much."
"I-uhh, thanks?"
"Hey, no problem man."
"So, you, uhh, go to Janggudong High School, right?"
"That's what I told you before. Unless it's possible for me to transfer schools in a matter of six days."
"Our schools compete for basketball and track and field, don't we?"
"Oh yeah! I totally forgot about that! Are you on the team?"
"N-no. I don't want to be part of it. I'm afraid of letting them down."
"Oh, totally understandable cause same. I wanted to join track and field but they're faster than me. Also, I always get too nervous whenever I'm on the court so I end up doing really bad. So I'm just on bleachers."
"Speaking of which, uhh, are you going next... Thursday? For the, uhh, game?"
"My best friend is playing, so of course I'll be there. He loves basketball. He's been crazy about it ever since he was a kid."
"H-he?"
"Don't worry. He's taken so you don't have any competition to worry about, quesadilla."
"I w-wasn't worried a-about that."
"You weren't? Oh, my mistake. Forget I even said anything other that—HOLY GUACAMOLE, MY DAD ORDERED CHICKEN, I'M FEELING EMOTIONAL."
"That sounds nice."
"It is. Oh, and my dad walked in to give me the chicken and he saw me on the phone. He also noticed I've been on the phone a lot lately. He thinks I have a boyfriend. Pfft, me? A boyfriend? That's never gonna happen. Not ever since—"
"Goeun? Are you there?"
"Huh? Yeah, yeah, I'm still here. Sorry about that."
"Ever since what, Goeun?"
"I, uhh, don't want to talk about it. Sorry."
"That's fine."
"I love chicken, by the way."
"So I've heard. Blob blob."
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Blob Blob | Jung Sewoon
Fanfiction❝OH MY GOSH SO LIKE KANG DANIEL NEEDS TO STOP WITH WHATEVER HE'S DOING I'M HONESTLY FEELING SO ATTACKED-❞ ❝Uhh... who's this?❞ ❝No one you know. I saw your phone number scribbled on the last page of this book I borrowed. You like poetry too? Me too...