I check my phone for the fifth time, to see if my roommate Won-bin had left the house yet.
BlackQueen👑: You gone.
It👽: yeah why
BlackQueen👑: Just checking.
It👽: stop worrying i'm only gonna be gone a week if he tries anything call me
BlackQueen👑: Yeah, ok.
It👽: good now go home and sleep you need it also stay out of trouble that includes hanging out with sara
BlackQueen👑: But she's one of my only friends.
It👽: sorry boo i love you too much to see in go to jail cause she play too much
BlackQueen👑: Ok. Have fun.
I hate how he never uses punctuation or capalization and he knows this. It made seem as though he was saying everything in one big breath.
I'm walking and swiping on Instagram photos, not paying any attention to what's in front of me, when I bump into some one.
I look and start an apology, when I see this person isn't just any person. It's Min-yoon. The boy I feel in love with three years ago. Left my family back in America for. The person who chose his popularity as a musician over us. The person who cheated and broke me.
"Jae?"
"Hello, Min-yoon." I say coldly.
"How are you."
"I'm fine, you?"
"I'm good."
"Oh, well it was nice seeing you again, but I have to get to the company, so...uh..bye."
"Yeah, bye."
I walk away without a second glance. I know he's staring at me. Expecting me to turn around and yell at him. Blame him for leaving me in an unknown country. I won't do that. I've already moved on from him. He made his chose that day, I've made mine.
By this time, I've made it back to the house.
Won-bin and Jae's house (living room)
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