my new neighbour | j.jk ✔

Chapter One.

"Do you have to leave?"

I complain, holding Baekhyun's hand.

Byun Baekhyun is my best friend and he's been my best friend for a VERY long time.

He's been living next to my house, and both of our houses are so close, that I can jump into his place from a  window in my room!

That window was everything... we would have long conversations, borrow items, and sometimes eat food from there, too!

They say that every good thing has to come to an end. And this wonderful relationship did.

He was moving away to Daegu.

"I have to, Y/N. We'll keep in touch. I promise." He tells me, patting my head.

"But I don't like it." I complain, stomping my feet. "Who will I talk with from the window now?"

He sighs and holds my shoulders. "You'll have a new neighbour. You can talk then."

I cringe.

He looks at his watch and sweeps his hair backward.

"Looks like my dad is here. I have to go." He tells me, letting go of my shoulders and looking at the car that's honking behind us.

"See you, loser."  He jokes as he walks to the car. The moving truck already left, so all he had to do was leave now.

"I am NOT a LOSER!!" I scream at him. He might be my best friend, but that's what best friends do.

According to me, that is.

We bid your last goodbyes and watch the car zoom off into the distance. I slowly trudge back sadly into my house, exactly next to his.

"Hello, Y/N. He's gone already?" Jimin asks, opening the door for ms.

I nod dully.

Park Jimin is a good friend of mine. One of my besties, too. I treat him the same way as Baekhyun. He's a softy around friends, but tough outside his comfort zone.

I also treated your other roommate the same way.

"Aww... He left." Hobi groans. He imitates my facial expression, which looks like a sad pug.

That's Jung Hoseok. I call him Hobi. He's my roommate too. Plus, he's optimistic and positive, but dumb at times.

What a combination.

"Ah, come on..." Jimin squeals in frustration as he opens the pantry. "We're out of cereal. And banana. And bread. And eggs. And salami."

I lighten up, feeling a little concerned.

"In other words..." Jimin continues, closing the pantry.

"We don't have breakfast."

I sigh and get up. "I'll go get stuff."

I go upstairs and change into my outside clothes. I look around for your bag and notice that it was darker than usual.

God, I need to open the windows, I think to myself.

I open the curtains and the windows. Then, I see it.

Baekhyun's window.

The one where I always talked from. Rebelliously leaped from my room to his.

And soon, his room would be given to someone else.

Who will I talk to now?