it won't change • p.jm ✔️

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JIYEON

Although it was a work day, Yeona just couldn't have enough partying.

We weren't clubbing, she knows I would never agree to that, but except we were going to a party hosted by her friend.

It was going to be a small get-together type of thing, nothing much really. Yeona insisted that we just had to get new clothes for the party.

"Jiyeon," she groans, " we've been over this. You're a 24 year old who's not even remotely up to date with anything. You need to go out into the world and try new things."

"I'm sorry being social isn't my thing." I sarcastically remark.

"Yah! Your friend here is trying to help you overcome your isolation." She argues.

I put my hands up in surrender, "Fine, fine. But! We are not going into more than 3 stores. Deal?"

"Fine." She pouts.

"Yeona you're so cute sometimes that I forget why I even want to slap you 24/7." I sigh.

"That's the point! To not get in trouble."

"Of course." I conclude.

***

After a good two hours of shopping, we're back home. It's now 7 pm, meaning that we would leave in about half an hour.

"Wahhh, Jiyeon! I did such a great job." She exclaims.

"You only did my hair and makeup." I mutter.

"That's a lot honey. I hope you realize everything about you is outstanding... Until we look above the neck." She says.

I throw a pillow at her face cause ain't anyone allowed to insult my beauty like that.

"Yeona!" I shout with a little annoyance, "You were the one who wanted to go so let's hurry up."

I was getting tired of shivering outside while waiting for her.

"I'm coming, wait!" She calls.

Oh my god this girl. Continuously tapping my foot impatiently while glancing at my phone.

She finally comes running out after five minutes or so. "Hey, Jiyeon, sorry. I just had to do something." She says between breaths.

"Sure... Because of making me wait, you're driving."

"Fine by me." She says.

***

Soon we reached the venue, and man was this place fancy as fuck. I had never seen a house so huge, moreover thinking that one of Yeona's friends was most likely a multimillionaire.

"Wahhh, Yeona! How do you know someone like this?!" I ponder.

"What? You know him too. I thought you knew Channyoung." She says.

"What?! This is Channyoung's house?" I exclaim in utter disbelief.

I walk into the building along with Yeona, continuing to gawk at the overwhelming presence of it. It was literally spewing off richness and pretentiousness.

Channyoung then greets us by the front door telling us to come in. We walked into the living and was I wrong.

This was no small get together, it was a big-ass party with perverts and drunkies. Possibly the worst combo to have ever existed.

"Yeona! Let's get out of here!" I plead.

"No, I brought you here for a reason." She replies.

"You fucking snitch, " I shout over the loud music.