try again.

★彡 f o u r ,

i cannot fucking believe it.

❝mark, wait, i wasn't- it's because i'm on my-❞

❝oh, so you're on your period huh?❞

❝dude, i hope you're not mad. lmao❞ i swear i wasn't a violent person but this wonhyun was obnoxiously brainless. what if i shake his skull up a bit?

❝here's your bagels, minsa-ssi. enjoy every bit of it❞ i shove the box of bagels i bought for her to the table. ❝share it with this disney troll or whatever❞ i spat, facing wonhyun.

i was trying to contain my anger through verbal nonsense. i was like a kid, trying to insult a teacher but was close to crying.

i felt betrayed and insecure. i felt not enough.

i just couldn't believe this. i refuse to.

retreating, i thought about actually lashing out on them both but i decided not to. if minsa was happy with this then i'm glad to give that to her and to me.

i felt weight, everywhere. but as i stepped outside, i felt it slowly lifting and disappearing.

maybe i did have to endure this weight, so i could live with it and once it's gone, it's gonna make me stronger.

❝what happened, bro?❞

i met jeno, jogging around the village, on my way to my car. ❝you're right, jeno. i caught them kissing on the couch❞

❝oh shit, man. that's awful. i'm sorry for you❞ he patted my shoulder and engulfed me to a hug, his sticky shirt coming in contact with my polo. ❝wanna jog it out?❞

❝nah, i'm going to my house❞ i smiled politely to this athletic friend of mine.

❝if it makes you feel better, if you were gay i would wanna date you❞ jeno said, waving to me.

❝that's nice to know, jeno❞ i chuckled and sped my car up.

this day was my unlucky day.