《 ❝ '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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"Underage isn't allowed. No one ever told you huh, kid?" The man standing in front of him is wearing a black suit with arms crossed over his chest. Just the sight of him can already make Hyunjin shallows the lump in his throat. He wants to protest, making up any possible reasons to allow himself in. However, his words are stuck on the tip of his tongue. He can't bring himself to say them and it honestly gives him headache.
I hate how intimidating this guy looks
"I- uh" the guy raises his eyebrow at him. He literally needs to look down in order to face Hyunjin as of how much shorter the younger is compared to him. "Look, I don't have time for your nonsense. Call your mum or anyone to pick you up now" and then it hits. Hyunjin bawls his fists in a tight grip. His knuckles turning white at this rate. Ever since the incident, Hyunjin has been over sensitive at the mention of his parents. Even if it's as simple as are your parents home?.
The guy pushes him to the side as new customers, this time, a group of real grownups are heading to the entrance. Hyunjin can feel his blood boiling as he throws his fist harshly, aiming for the guy's face. His fist hits the bridge of the guy's nose as blood splatter all over the ground. A loud gasp is heard from the witnesses. Hyunjin's eyes grow big in horror. He stumbles back when finally realising the mess he created.
Eyeing his fist that's now full with blood, Hyunjin's lips tremble in frighten. What has he done? Hyunjin immediately goes inside the bar with his still fast heartbeats and heavy breath. He scans the foreign surrounding. It isn't quite a view as all he can see is people dancing drunkly on the dance floor or making out with strangers that he believes, they don't even know of. The blasting music is even a bigger case. Hyunjin feels like he almost gone deaf and so, he cup his ears in order to block the loud music from rupturing his eardrums. He looks for the girl, fitting himself in the crowd with sweaty people rubbing against each other.
Disgusting
Hyunjin heaves in a deep sigh when he gets through the sea of humans. He is now standing in front of the bar tender. Please be here. He once again emits a long breath as he notices a familiar face sitting on one of the booth. He walks towards her, but he feels more nervous as he decreases the gaps between them; in contrast to how he reacted when they first met.
"Sky?" He calls. He isn't sure if it's her real name, but he doesn't know what else to call her as she didn't introduce herself the other day. Hyunjin pouts when he notices that the girl doesn't even move a muscle. She is laughing to herself and acts the opposite of her sober self. Hyunjin taps her shoulder when he is near enough. The girl turns to look at him with a curious look. A drunk smirk still widely spreads across her face.
