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THIRTEEN

Entry Number Thirteen

把大半夜

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18 January, 3:16 P.M

Okay I gotta write this quick before the teacher realizes I'm gone for too long, so no going off topic this time bois.

Okay, so today during lunch, (you'll notice most of my Yoongi stories take place during lunch time), Yoongi sat with me. Still want to know who put him up to this.

But, as I was saying, we were sitting together, pretty quiet because neither of us knew what to say. I was chewing on my kimbap when he asked me the most unexpected question:

In detail:

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"Since you don't like girls, are there any guys you like?"

I choked on my kimbap. Not using it as an expression this time. I literally choked on my kimbap, and almost had a panic attack thinking I was going to choke to death and die.

Yoongi gave me a concerned look, eyebrows furrowed.

"Are you okay?"

I held my hand up, gesturing to give me a minute, as I hit my chest a few times with my fist. I coughed a bit violently before looking back up at him and giving him a weak smile.

"Sorry, your question caught me off guard," I said.

He smiled. "Oh."

There was a still silence where I repositioned myself before opening my mouth back up.

I fiddled with my fingers nervously. "There, uh... there is, actually, this guy that I like..."

"Ah."

I looked back up at him. "What about you?"

He cocked his head to the side for a moment, seemingly in thought. A smile grazed Yoongi's face as he answered my question. "Yeah, there's this really cute, quiet kid that I like. I don't think he likes me, though."

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever floats your boat."

I didn't want to say anything that would make me seem like I liked him, so I didn't.

"What do you-"

The bell rung, and so everybody flooded the halls and made their way to their respective classes.

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I'm kinda sad but like...

Happy?

Like, maybe that person is me.

But I can't get my hopes up. I just can't do that to myself.

So I won't.

Okay, I have to go now. Bye.

18 January, 3:24 P.M

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