《 ❝ 'a bus is nothing but a public transport with a very cramp and limited space' ❞
❝ I used to be so narrow minded, but you changed my perspective, though ❞
❝ maybe the philosophy of appreciating little things are true after all ❞
her life is a cha...
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"Uwow"
Hyunjin stands still in front of a huge building. He is astonished by how different the place he used to visit looks like now. It looks way classier than the last time he saw it. The old paint is already replaced by another layer of white paint. It looks so different that he almost doesn't recognize it by the first glance.
He feels odd yet so familiar with each practice room he passes by. Old memories he and his friends created in this building flashes before his eyes. Those hard times where he used to sneak out from his parents to get to the practice, skipping algebraic lesson and walking from school to here when he doesn't have enough money for bus fee; are yet still the most treasured moments in his life.
A blasting music encores through the hallway as Hyunjin follows where the sound comes from. He comes to a stop when he reaches a transparent door situated at the furthest room of the third floor. He peeks through it and notices a few familiar faces that he misses so dearly. Those faces that welcomed him so warmly when he first joined, still so fresh and young; barely knew even the basic steps.
They're none other than his dance teammates, Minho and Felix. The two males that play important role in his life. Those that never judged him even when he came like a mess. Tie hanging loosely on his collar, school uniform soaked from the rain he ran into, eyes blood shot after crying for so long that he lost count of the time. They never questioned him, neither did they forced him to open up to them. They just comforted him without being aware of what he was struggling with as they knew Hyunjin wasn't ready to talk about it.
Do I look pathetic by coming here back after so long? I left without a single word.
Hyunjin freezes in his spot. He doesn't move a single muscle as he zooms out on the big mirror reflecting his friends' exhausted faces. He knows that they aren't the busybody type. They won't stick their noses in his problem and instead, they'll straggle him in a tight hug, confessing how much they have been waiting for him. He knows that, but like a scaredycat he is, he is afraid that his negative instinct may be true.
Hyunjin thinks it's the best if he keeps his distance from them for now. He is not ready, just yet.
He turns on his heel and walks out of the building. A hood covering his dark hair color and some features of his face.
How I wish I have a comfort zone to get out of it
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Despite being weak to face the reality, Hyunjin is still having the biggest appetite. He heads towards one of his favorite 빙수 (shaved ice) store to clear his stressing mind. It's a cold day which is the best time to get some brain-freezed. At least it can distract him from all the little games in his mind.
After making his usual order and choosing a place to sit, he plops himself on one of the seat with tall table and chairs. He fishes out his phone and looks over to the new notification that he's just received.
Sky..?
A picture of a bar was sent to him with a caption of 'It's going to be a long night! >~<' Hyunjin is curious. It's an unknown number and from the person's kakao bio, it's written 'Sky' which perhaps may be their name. But that isn't what he's tried to imply to, there's something more that attract his attention. The silver bracelet. The bracelet that's way too familiar to not be recognised by him.
It's perhaps... her?
A few seconds later he receives another notification from the same person. 'You ungrtatrful fwiend why r u iggnorinhg mme'
Worries start enveloping him. He sends something is off and even when he doesn't want to admit it, he is fully aware that whoever that texts him, her or even a random stranger; is not in their rational state of mind. Without a second thought, Hyunjin replies with a 'where are you?'
It doesn't take long for the person to answer. Hyunjin has already stood up straight, his eyes pierce through the gadget in his grip. When his phone 'ting', signaling a new notification, he quickly checks it before making him way out. Hyunjin doesn't bother finishing his bingsu as he just leaves it untouched.
If it turns out to be a prank message I swear I'm going to 싹다뒤집어놔 out of them
___________ suddenly I miss Wanna One :((
I've just finished making a slide for tomorrow and my back is aching so bad rn senD HeLP
