so maybe I was a little salty that I didn't have a chance whatsoever at getting a date for homecoming, or that I didn't even have the guts to ask anyone. so what?
okay, it did get to me.
I couldn't bare listening to all the stupid talk about it and all these proposals left and right. it really bothered me.
what bothered me more, though, was the fact that I was apparently attracted to bad luck.
it was the end of the school day, and I stayed behind as usual as the hallways cleared. the very first step out of the classroom, and I run into someone.
well, more specifically, someone ran into me.
not a bump.
not a brush.
we toppled to the ground.
it hurt.
then I looked up.
then I saw his face.
of course, fate somehow likes to embarrass me any way possible.
so it hurt even more.
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Yoo Kihyun, as light as a feather.
he didn't ask to be so skinny - he just is. let him run a mile, he'll do it. let him weightlift, and you're in for a laugh.
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just another love story
FanfictionYoo Kihyun, just a teenage boy who lives way beneath popularity, friends with people out of his league. Im Changkyun, another "just a teenage boy" who wishes he actually had friends. // #2 in "changki" 6/6/18 Left open-ended for an ending, completed...
