kowareyasui | lookism reader-insert

⇢ does the night sky know everything?

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A foreigner trudged down the streets of Seoul, obviously not insterested in the wonders of the night life. Her hair was up and her face was coated with sweat. Those who saw her avoided eye contact.

She looked like she was ready to kill someone.

But in reality, you were actually tired. Tired from your jog and also tired of exercise in general. Though, it was quite relaxing while exercising . . . despite being on guard the whole time. It was enjoyable to breathe in the nighttime air while attempting to be "fit" and trying to avoid gasping for precious air after jogging a lap.

To say you were comfortable running around the streets of South Korea was a complete lie, however.

You were as nervous as a kid walking through a haunted house during Halloween.

After jogging for about two miles, you decided to take a break. You were currently resting at the curb next to a convenience store, contemplating whether you should go inside or not. After all, the scary guy from earlier today was currently talking to the cashier . . . it might be a bad idea to go waltzing in there. Why he was out late, you had no idea. Though you can't really say anything, since you were also out and about.

Wait.

What if he's threatening the poor cashier?

"Okay, let's not jump to conclusions [f/n]." You mutter to yourself, rising to your feet. "Just grab the necessities, and book it after paying. Worse case scenario . . ."

You silently prayed that the "worst case scenario" didn't happen. Even though you were an atheist.

You nodded instinctively*, taking out your wallet stuffed with Korean Won, and entered the convenience store. It was fairly normal, except for the scary dude talking rather casually to the cashier. That startled you.

"You need to start limiting your food, Daniel."

"But . . . it's food, Vasco. Food."

"Unless you want to see results from your exercise, then I suggest to try to eat less."

" . . . Fine."

You approached the register, carrying a water bottle, chocolate milk, a couple of energy drinks, and various snacks. You needed to pull an all-nighter for work and you needed the appropriate fuel to do so (even though those energy drinks and peach gummy rings are unhealthy).

After setting the various food items on the counter, you spoke, "Just these, please." You saw the intimidating dude look at you at the corner of your eye, but you kept your eyes glued to the rather adorable cashier.

His cheeks looked very squeezable. You could just reach over the counter and—

"That'll be twelve thousand won, ma'am."

You snapped out of your strange thoughts and nodded, bringing out the correct amount and handing it to him. It was late and you were tired, was the excuse for thinking about physically harassing the poor cashier's cheeks**.

"Ah, Daniel, can I also pay for this—" you turn to see that the dude—you assumed his name was Vasco from hearing the conversation previously—holding the same chocolate milk you were purchasing and looking through his pockets.

After the employee—Daniel, was it?—packed your items and handed a plastic bag to you, "Vasco" let out a dejected sigh.

"Forgot my wallet . . ."

You turned to see "Vasco" place the chocolate milk back in the store's refrigerator, his lips curved to a frown.

Damn.

Sucks to be him.

He turned around, a surprised look on his face, " . . . Huh?"

You turned away from "Vasco", letting out a small hmph. Your arms were already getting tired from holding out the chocolate milk to him, so you decided to say something. "What? Didn't you want this?" You scowled, feeling your face heat up from the way he looked at you.

"Yes, but—"

"Then take it! Geez . . . consider it a thanks for not yelling at me earlier." You felt the carton tug away from your hand and you release the item from your grasp.

"Thanks . . ." He opened his mouth to say something else.

You let out another hmph, effectively silencing Vasco, "No problem." Without another word said, you walked out of the tiny store with your plastic bag safely in your hands.

That plan from earlier didn't work out so well . . .

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That night, you didn't get any sleep.

The company made you work until six in the morning, leaving you to rely on your small supply of energy drinks.

Little did you know that during school, you'd need all the energy you can get to deal with a problematic student.

But . . . let's save that for the next chapter.

*you know in anime, when a character decides to do something and they nod. yeah. i decided to add that.

**i love squishing chubby cheeks im--

heyyy i finalized the chapter during class :DD i swear im a good child.

i reached 200~ reads and im-- hi. why are you here lmao. im just a ball of anxiety trying to find a reason to li--

anyways, please enjoy the rest of this story! this chapter was a bit short because i didn't want to continue on to the next day ^^;

don't be a silent reader!

published - 05.10.18
edited - 12.25.18