mental° hong jisoo

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i couldn't take seeing you with him anymore. it hurts me so bad.

i should try talking to you this time. biting my lip nervously, i approached you when he left you by your locker.

"um, h-hi." i stuttered.

you seemed to have noticed me and looked at me, startled.

"oh, hi! what's your name?" you asked me.

"i'm h-hong jisoo, but y-you can call m-me joshua."

fuck, why do I keep on stuttering?

"hi joshua, i'm min taehee, please don't be scared! i don't bite." you reassuringly placed a hand on my shoulder.

i laughed a little. "haha, thanks for telling me that."

"jeez, how are you even laughing at my joke? it's like, as dry as the desert." you stated.

"it's nothing." i shrugged.

we both just stood there and basked in the seconds of silence, me secretly feeling accomplished for talking to you. the silence suddenly began to grow awkward so i decided to break it.

"taehee?"

"yes, joshua?"

"are you a magician?"

"um, no. why?"

"because when i look at you, everyone else disappears."

"oh shut up, joshua."