The Fuckboy Yoongi 21+

#2

The airport is so large. I bet there are more than 1000 people just in this area im standing in and its just a small part of it.
It is horrifyingly busy but i dont really mind.
Its just an airport after all and i dont even have to talk to anyone.

'Lets go, theres our taxi' surprised, i looked at my mom. I didn't even notice her calling anybody. I guess i was just way to distracted looking at all those people. Especially that one guy.
Its...funny. We are wearing the same Kumamon onesie. But he seems like a playboy, which is odd for someone whos literally at the airport, wearing a onesie with a cute little mascot printed on it. I cant see his face that well since he's wearing a black face mask which covers almost half his face but you can still make out his puffy cheeks.

He doesn't look like a foreigner to me, he is, unlike me, pretty familiar with this airport so..probably just went on vacation?
School starts next week on Monday so it does make sense.

After another 10 minutes staring, my mom finally grabbed my arm and ran towards the taxi.
He almost wanted to drive away because of me. Im lucky that my mom is so straight forward and not shy at all. Its like she's the one controlling people. As if the taxi driver wasnt waiting for us, but we were waiting for him.

30 minutes later, im standing infront of this huge campus that'll probably be my new home. And since it is connected to the school, i wont have to worry about not finding my flat or having to go on a bus.

Thats strange. The Kumamon guy is here too. I just saw his silhouette walking across the campus, into one of the many buildings. He's probably attending the same school. Im not intimidated but it is probably going to be very stressful, having to cope with one of those playboys that he seems to be.

I found my apartment and walked inside. Its. Small. Compared to what im used to at least. But i know that there are a lot of small apartments or flats in korea. But most of them are way too expensive for what they are even though they have a lot of storage.

I dropped my bag on the floor and walked around to see whats in here. A bathroom with...an open shower? Its really tiny and the toilet is probably going to get wet too but i think thats normal here. I dont really know.

A bed, storage room, a table and small kitchen. I mean. It has everything i need really. And since im going to be here alone, without my mom, who already drove away with another taxi.
Its pretty neat.

Its already late at night on a Saturday so i hop into the shower. I always have to get used to the showers in different countrys or even cities because they all look different and i never know what to do.

Well i figured it out eventually.

The only thing i remember is falling into my soft bed and closing my eyes. My mind is calling for a good and long sleep.