There's something about 707

Rememberance

Mic Drop from BTS continues to ring as you sleep through your alarm.

Just as you turned over, your mother storms into your room, yelling at you from the top of her lungs.

"GET UP, YOU AINT GONNA BE LATE TO SCHOOL THIS TIME."

You immediately shoot up from your bed and prepare yourself for school.

However, you've woken up with a slight feeling of sadness and you don't feel like going to school today. But then again, you never do.

You look over at your piano hiding in the corner of your room under a dusty old blanket.

"I wish I remembered how to play.."

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Strips of light pass by as you hear faint chattering and the sound of wheels. You feel cloudy in the head. You passed out. Is this all your fault?
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You hit yourself on the head.

"No, why am I going back to those memories, I can't.."

You quickly grab your bag and run downstairs, just in time for a proper breakfast.

It was bacon and eggs with sausages and toast. A big meal.

You want to get out of the house for a little bit, to think of things.

"Mother, I'm heading off to school."

"It's quite early?"

"I have something to do."

You shut the door behind you before it leads into further conversation. Then you begin complaining to yourself.

"Mannn, I swear my mother is trying to make me fucking fat. I gotta burn off 5 calories almost everyday, but that doesn't happen cause I just sit down and watch YouTube."

Into further conversation with yourself, you find a seat under a tree and sit in it.

"This is quite peaceful huh.. I could fall asleep here easy. Fresh breeze, the sound of birds singing.."

And just like that, you're out like a fucking light. Cause you're a bitch and can't get used to waking up early and is always tired.

Little do you know, your grades are going down by the minute because all you do is fall asleep in class, look out the classroom window and procrastinate. Oh and I forgot, you always over think.

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"Is she okay? Is my darling okay?"

Distant chatter is heard once again, followed by a door slam. This noise regains your consciousness, causing you to look up at a plain white ceiling, with the evening sunlight shining on your face.

You look down towards your arm, cords are everywhere, you can barely move

"Wh-"
You can't speak either, as a jolt of pain shoots up through your body into your throat which leads to a dreadful headache.

You try to turn your head to a small end table that contains one of the doctors notes.

You squint your eyes to try and make the writing clear.

Will this contain the answer you need, will it tell you why you are here?
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"Poke"
A familiar deep voice is heard as you feel a touch.

You slowly open your eyes, rubbing them in the process.

"Looks like you've fell asleep on accident."

Your vision clears, 707 is standing in front of you, giggling.

"What are you laughing at?"
You say this in a playful fuck you voice.

He continues to laugh.
"You just looked really-"

He cuts off his sentence, seeming as though he was startled from what he was about to say.

He looks down at the ground and mumbles something under his breath.

"What? I looked what?"
You couldn't help yourself but ask. He is really a mysterious boy.

"Nothing."

You begin to jump to conclusions.

Oh no, does my hair look ugly? Are my eyebrows out of place, am I crusty looking?

"Why are you here?" He places his bag down and sits beside you. He places one arm behind you resting on the seat.

Your heart falls into your chest.

"I wanted to enjoy the breeze, hoping I wouldn't be disturbed by someone like you."

What was that feeling?

"Harsh."

This can't be...

"You're the one who was harsh to me first, so you get what you give."

Am I....

He scoffs.

"Funny, so shouldn't you be going to-"

Without hesitation you blurt out something very stupid.

"FALLING FOR HIM?"

You are very embarrassed and flustered. You're a fucking idiot.

You place your head in your hands and start to block out everything.

"What was that?"

He reaches into his bag, pulling out a snack bar.

He smells really good.
He smells really fucking good.

"Just going to ignore me then?"

You look up at him and he smiles at you, yet you frown.

"You smell really good."

Once again he laughs.

You're really stupid aren't you Lily, now he's going to think you're weird.

"Thanks, can't resist my charm can you?"

He winks as he finishes his sentence.

"Hey, I never said that! Don't be making things seem so dirty either!"

He leans over you, very close to your face.

What the fuck, you think to yourself. Why is this so steamy, what is going on? I DONT EVEN KNOW HIM THAT WELL WHAT.

"Pft, you get embarrassed so easily, thinking I would kiss you or something. I would never. You're too plain, I don't stoop to that level."

He fixes his position grabs his bag and waves you goodbye.

'What a player. HES SUCH A FUCKING PLAYER."

You begin to calm down and walk to school.

What is wrong with him, he doesn't talk to anyone very much except me, and he makes a really kind figure to those around him except me.

He's only rude to me, but what have I done to him?

He's such a hoe. Why am I thinking about him anyways?