With her help, I unpacked everything (except my magic stuff) in a very short timeframe. I folded the last box and kept it into my cupboard.
I wipe my sweat off with the sleeve of my shirt before looking at the very organised space, "Wow thanks so much Nayeon. You have been such a great help."
She smiled and blushed, is she shy or nervous around me?
"Ahh no problem, this row of rooms are single rooms, I am staying downstairs, and I thought you might need some help, so I'm here." She has such a sweet smile.
"You're so thoughtful, I'm thankful for all your help." I gave a smile of my own as well. I'm not too used to smiling, there isn't much to smile about down there.
"It's what friends do." Are we friends? I just met her though, when were we friends.
I just remain smiling, "Do you want something to drink or eat? I could prepare something..."
"Urm could I have just a glass of water? That would be enough, thank you." I just nodded and went to the kitchen to take a cup of water for her.
She is acting so weird, she acts like she knows me but she is distancing herself away from me. Does she know what I really am? That is quite bad if she actually does.
"You always wear white huh?" I asked, well there isn't much to do. I was supposed to go to bed but she came over without saying anything.
"Hmm yea, everyone here wears white everyday. It is by law actually." She nonchalantly said this whole thing.
Well I've already concluded, this place sucks, even down there we could wear any colour we wanted including white. So discriminatory to other colours that exist in the place.
"Guess I have to wear whit as well huh?" I am asking a damn obvious question, I don't even know why I asked that question honestly.
She just nodded, not saying another word and finishing the cup of water I had given her just now.
"Thank you for your water, I guess you have some things to do so I'll leave you alone." She smiled and left my room, closing the door behind her.
I walked over to lock my door and laid down on bed.
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White | 2yeon
FanfictionThe white walls The white dress The white room The white phone Just who is she... I need to know... Please... Tell me, please...