[again, mentions of them doing the dirty, but not the actual thing]
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Dear Kwon Soonyoung,
How has my favorite squishy-cheeked person been? I sure do miss squishing your fluffy cheeks. They're just so round and soft. Back then I couldn't help but reach out and poke them.
But let's move onwards from your amazing cheeks.
I haven't seen you in like four years. Can you believe how long it's been? I mean we didn't really end things badly, but it wasn't so pretty either. I hope you've moved on, though. If anything, you deserve that.
Now moving onto the important bit.
We met in the spring season of our freshmen year of college. It was nearly the end of the year, and despite the up coming exams, parties were being thrown every other night.
After quite a long time of being friends with Jun, he had invited me to a party one of his friends were hosting. In which you were that friend.
I came to the party wearing a casual dress, not really planning to hook up with someone or get drunk. But sadly, my expectations were too high. I did end up drunk, and even hooked up with someone.
You were that someone.
Now, unlike with Jun, I actually do remember what happened between us that night. Let's just say it was very exhilarating.
The next day was horrid. I had woken up with an extreme hangover, once again laying in a stranger's bed, but for some reason the stranger wasn't there.
I had changed into my discarded dress from the previous night, and exited your room. Starting to wander a bit around your apartment, I indirectly tried to search for you. And I did find you.
Just doing the most bizarre thing ever.
You were cooking breakfast. Shirtless. Thank goodness you had a pair of shorts on, but for some absurd reason you thought it was a good idea to have a lack of a shirt. In front of me.
I watched you cook, not really feeling that I should interrupt. I even contemplated just leaving without saying a word. And I nearly got away with that.
If only you hadn't turned around.
But yet, you did. Right before I was able to tiptoe away.
