i promise ; jjk

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long chapter;

"min-ah! come and help me choose which design i should give to professor for the end of year assignment!"

my roommate, yuri, always bugs me to help her with her designs, and me being a kind hearted person doesn't have the heart to reject her.

"hmm.. this one." i pointed at the fifth design she drew. "but isn't that too plain?" "hmm.. how about this?" i then pointed at the second design that she drew. "i think that's too pop ya' know?"

"okay okay, then this." i chose my final decision and chose the ninth design. "nahhh... thats too-"

"if you want to ask for other people's opinions, then don't keep denying it, because they will not like it and will not help you anymore. understand?!"

"yes ma'am!" she saluted me as i just rolled my eyes while smiling at her stupidity.

"oh, by the way min-ah, " "hmm?" i then looked away from my phone and looked at her, "i heard that you are about to design clothes for idols!!"

"yeeeee!" we then held hands and jumped around the room while laughing.

"soo... tell me.. how does it feel to design clothes for idols for the first time?" she then took a brush and pointed it at my mouth.

clearing my throat, i answered with a british accent. "it's such an honour to be designing for them, you know?" i raised my eyebrows at her and she just looked at the side, faking a imaginary recorder.

"this is reporter yuri, signing off."

"i heard that they are guys.. and are super hot!" "really?!" "yeeeeee!"

ever since my mind erased the thought of jungkook, i became a more brighter person, and thanks to yuri and aunt jeon who always have been by my side, i am now less childish, and won't think of committing suicide anymore.

"soo, if you ever have a chance.. would you want to date or even get into a relationship with anyone?" she raised her eyebrows as in teasing me.

"ever since 'that' incident.. i don't think anyone could heal my heart anymore, besides, not all pf my scars have healed yet, and i don't plan to get anymore."

"but if you find 'the one', maybe he could help you heal your wounds faster.. hmm? think about it okay, take this advice from your wise unnie."

"yeah right, 3 minutes older unnie who seems more childish than me."  yes, we are unrelated twins, such a coincedence.

she then walked outside to the living room to proceed her unfinished mario kart race.

i just laid on the bed and thought about her words. 'but if you find 'the one', maybe he could help you heal your wounds faster'

should i really?