Trash Author | JJK

(14) V E N D I N G M A C H I N E

^^ New cover made by my rl friend.

Senior Highschool is NO JOKE. I SWEAR AND MY SCHEDULE IS HECTIC. I CAN'T PROPERLY INSERT A TIME FOR UPDATING TRASH AUTHOR.

I missed writing :'(

That's why, ENJOY this double update!!! :)

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Coleen

It's easy for us, for others to say that we shouldn't let ourselves be absorbed of what others would tell about ourselves. In the case of the person who received those opinions may it be nice or plain rude, he tend to think about them.

That's the fucking reality and I am the living proof.

Criticisms and approbations are like the two sides of a coin. How many times you toss it, you will either get one of them. A 50-50 chance.

My readers fall in these three areas: they can be ruthless and love to give off tackless criticisms to the author like me, some of them provide positive feedback with additional words of encouragement for someone an author like me to improve his writing, and lastly, those people who choose to stay silent and read as long as they are occupied on what they are reading.

I am not oblivious of the state I am in as an author. I know I have a lot of things to polish up for myself. This has been my biggest inner conflict because I can't seem to help and improve myself. I even engage myself to execute an outrageous method just to atleast, try and help myself to become a better one.

I closed the textbook I was reading. It is dismissal time again and a time to spend the rest of the afternoon in the school library. I have to atleast do 80 hours of study call at the library per semester as a mandatory requirement for a scholarship student like me in this university.

I guess, I won't be doing that for this day.

"Care to have a conversation with me?" The familiar voice of a man asked me a question I won't be expecting to hear it from him.

I faced Jungkook and asked him, "What kind of conversation?"

"Just a normal conversation." He smiled, showing that he really wanted to have a talk with me. I don't know what is it this time.

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Jungkook

I let the paper bill left from my hand when I inserted it into the vending machine's 'insert a bill' slot. I scanned the machine to see and choose a drink for me and Coleen. I picked an iced coffee for myself and a soda can for Coleen because she requested for it. I went on the bench she sat on beside the vending machine. The hallway we were staying was quiet so it was a good place to have a talk with her.

"I'm sorry by the way." I handed the Coca-Cola can to her as I was standing in front of her.

She looked me with surprised eyes mixed with confusion and interest. She narrowed her eyes at the can for seconds then she grab it from my hand. Then her gaze met mine again, "What are you sorry for?"

I took a momentary look at her as she was opening the can, anticipating the fizzling sound of the carbonated drink evaporating from the aluminum container. She brought the can in her mouth and gulped the sweet drink. That was my cue to answer her question, "For making you feel uncomfortable for my 'actions' this past days. If you really are."

She stopped on drinking, again her eyes showed confusion to what I said. She brought the can away from her lips before speaking, "Oh, I do understand your actions because it's only natural. Our libido can be wild if it starts to act up but I do admit that I was weirded out. Don't worry, that doesn't change the fact that I won't say any word about this." She let out a soft chuckle before smiling at me.