unhealthy | pjm

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chapter one: nostalgia

five months earlier

I stepped out of the grand, iron gates of Seoul University of The Culinary Arts, the memories of my first day permanently branded on my brain. The twisted metal of the fence surrounding the school loomed over my head, but nothing could damage my giddily curious mood as I stumbled out on the front steps with my new found friend, Somin.

We were laughing while clutching our stomachs, and Somin looked close to collapsing right then and there on the concrete sidewalk. Her eyes shone bright with childlike glee, and it was almost impossible not to laugh if you looked at her.

I stuttered with barely controlled laughter as I pointed towards her dyed grey hair, which generally looked pretty badass, but was now coated in a thick layer of pink vanilla buttercream, a result of her falling headfirst into the professor's demonstration cupcakes.

"I- can't b- believe you sc- screwed up on t- the first day!" I said between breaths.

Looking at her distressed, but amused face, I collapsed into another fit of giggles, snorting rather like a pig.

After a few minutes of mindlessly laughing like farmhouse animals, we picked ourselves up and drunkly stumbled home, parting ways at the intersection that separated both our apartment blocks.

Still shaking my head, I rummaged through my bag to find my house keys, sighing when I found them stuffed into a corner of my gleaming new backpack. I unlocked the door, and it swung open noiselessly, welcoming me to my apartment.

Of course, I had come here before the semester even began, setting up the Italian leather couches and stacking the cupboards stock full of cups and plates. Everything done by my own hand, even the glossy coat of yellow paint adorning the house. This was a new chapter in my life, and I wanted to enjoy it just as much as I did my childhood and teenage years. Besides, isn't 21 the golden age that everyone looks forward to?

The idea was, I wanted this apartment to be created with only my ideas and effort, which is why I refused all the maids, butlers, and interior designers Father sent my way.

Yes, I know what everyone is thinking. Are we listening to the story of "The Sana"? The Sana, the one who's parents own the largest catering business in Seoul? Let me just set some things straight. Yes, my parents do own the largest catering business in Seoul. That doesn't mean that I am a spoiled princess who throws a bitch fit whenever I don't get what I want. I don't go crying to my daddy whenever I have a problem.

My parents raised me to be strong and independent, and they always pushed me to develop my problem solving skills, preparing me well for living by myself. I will always be grateful to them for never spoiling me, and teaching me from a young age that not all problems could be solved by money.

A dreamy smile settled on my face at the thought of my parents, and I sighed, making a promise to go visit them at the weekend.

I dropped my bag and keys on the small table next to my front door, and took off my sneakers, placing them in the shoe rack.

Plopping myself down on the plump pillows of the couch, I breathed in relief. I let myself indulge in daydreaming about the future, and that cute sophomore I saw in the hallway today. I overheard another group of girls talking about him and pointing at his direction, and found out his name is Jeon Jungkook. I inwardly giggled as memories of childhood crushes flood my mind, and I pictured his adorable bunny smile, and his tall strong build.

Sighing to myself, I reluctantly left the couch and dragged myself over to the washroom. I locked the door behind me, and hurriedly stripped down, stepping into the decently sized shower.

The steaming water flowed through my brown hair down to the tense muscles of my back. I moaned as it did its magic, unravelling the knots in my neck and shoulders, cleansing my skin, and clearing my head.

"Thinking about me?" a familiar voice said through the thin wood door.

AN: hehehe left you on a cliffhanger there
*slowly hides behind BTS*
don't worry though, the next chapter will continue where this one left out. :) I try to update every few days, so stay tuned for those!
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