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02 » Move On

"Sometimes I still think about you, god I'd do anything for our memories to repeat"

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Ahn Hyerin

Friday, August 1st, 2:10 pm

It has become a daily routine for me to be sitting in my own tiny spot inside a medium sized room, with a couple of co workers surrounding me. My own personal laptop was open right in front of eyes, a few papers beside it. A black pen was in my right hand, waiting to be used again, but I place it back down.

I need to stop writing all my thoughts in a stupid journal. I need to focus or my boss will catch me being distracted and I don't want to get a warning. I can't screw up within the first six months of working here. This job may not be what I preferred to be doing but it helps me survive due to its high salary and that's all I need to live.

Grabbing all of my personal belongings that shouldn't be brought to my workplace, I shove them back in my bag, hoping none of my colleagues noticed. A sigh escapes from my lips as I turned to face my laptop again and continue to do my work.

5:29 pm

"Hey, are you not coming tonight?" A voice called out, aiming towards me. My gaze shifts from my papers over to the direction of the voice, which belongs to Park Jimin.

Park Jimin.

I've known him for how long now? Five years. We go way back actually but five years ago was when we became the best of friends.
He was the one who got me this job so I owe almost everything to him.

Jimin was also the one who introduced me to Jungkook three years ago. In fact, he actually liked me back then, even confessed but I already had my eyes on Jungkook.

He remained to be in a one sided love until he finally moved on after getting a girlfriend, but their relationship didn't last long so now the two of us are single again. A few of our co workers has shipped us together numerous of times but we both knew it would never happen, well at least I knew. I did inform him that I can only see us as friends, best friend is the closest he could ever get to me, and he understood clearly.

I shake my head, responding to his question, "No."
His lips forms a pout, "What, why? It's Friday. We need to have fun!" Jimin tried his best to convince me saying all sorts of things that could possibly work on me but I didn't budge. I enjoy hanging out with friends, but today, I just wanted to go home and relax with my dog.

5:30 hit the clock and everyone started to pack up. Jimin followed me along until we were both standing in front of the building, about to separate ways when he asked me one last time if I changed my decision from earlier.

"Nope, I'm good. Maybe next time." I answer him, heading towards my car that was parked next to his. "Fine." I hear him mumble before he steps inside his own vehicle and I do the same with mine.

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6:07 pm

The television was on, loudly. Too loud actually. I wasn't bothered by the volume and continued to watch the variety show while I finish the rest of my dinner.

My dog, Areum, was peacefully asleep on my lap and my hand would run through her fur from time to time.
The show I was watching started to get dull, so I shift my attention towards my phone, going on all my social medias, replying to unread messages and reading comments on some pictures I post.