going crazy | kim junkyu

20.

yeoreum misses the ball and jiwoo blows her whistle and holds her left arm out, "hyunsuk's team won this set and it's 3-2. the winning team is hyunsuk's!"

"hell yeah!" miran high-fives jihoon.

"what did i tell you?" hyunsuk flails his arm around as seunghun sighs.

"what was that you were saying about this team and the parks?" jihoon smirks at seunghun.

"god, i'm happy we won but not like these three," yoonbin mutters loud enough for doyoung, who's standing beside him, to hear.

doyoung watches jihoon, miran and hyunsuk link hands and go around in a circle.

"so much for winning," yeoreum chuckles.

"i can already hear my wallet weeping," junkyu sighs. "you played well, though. you used to be in volleyball, right?"

"yeah. with miran! school got the best of me and miran joined the student council so we didn't have the time or energy for it anymore."

"yeoreum!" miran calls out, and junkyu and yeoreum turn to her. "get ready to treat me to lunch everyday soon!"

-

"junkyu, come here," miran pats the empty space on the bench.

junkyu complies with her request and sits down, "yeah?"

"you know how we go on a little walk before we leave?" she asks and junkyu nods. "i want you to do that with yeoreum instead."

"but it's our thing," junkyu pouts. "i may like yeoreum but it's a miran and junkyu thing, you know?"

"yeah, i know, but it's a good opportunity for you! we'll just go on a night walk some other time. you choose the time. it can be at three am, i don't care," miran stands up. "go ask her if she wants to take a little stroll."

junkyu is reluctant at first, but he stands up and walks up to yeoreum. miran hears her say yes as she walks past them. junkyu turns around and flashes miran a smile that she tries to return. the two leave the hut and she walks over to jihoon.

"jesus, i'm tired," miran yawns. "can you drive, jihoon?"

"yeah, sure," jihoon replies, stuffing his phone in his pocket. "ride with yoonbin. his back seat is nice to nap on."

"i don't mind," yoonbin twirls his keys on his finger. "jihoon left his pillow and blanket there too. so you'll be driving junkyu and yeoreum home, ji?"

"i guess. speaking of junkyu, why aren't you on a walk with him right now?"

"because yeoreum's walking with him," miran shrugs. "didn't felt like going on a walk tonight anyway. tired from volleyball, you could say. i haven't played like that in a long time."

"if you say so."

-

xx.
not to be dramatic or anything but i feel really sick and i feel like im gonna die ..
its currently 12am here and i have to wake up at 5 and i get rly cranky when i get less than 8 hours of sleep