i promise - hjs

chapter one

I dragged my suitcase in front of the doorstep and let out a sigh. Reaching into my hoodie pocket, I pulled out my new apartment key and I checked the number just in case.

Room 419

I inserted the key and twisted the knob open and I stepped into the empty home. I looked around for my roommate.

The cheapest place was all I could afford, except the fact that one other person was already occupying it. They never told me what gender though...

There were a few couches and tables, along with a kitchen that was... pretty messy. A few pieces of trash lied around the floor but something caught my eye.

The shirts and sweats on the floor seemed to belong to a guy.

I froze. I definitely was not going to live with a guy. Or one of those annoying girls who bring guys home every night.

But if I left, I would have to go back. And I definitely don't want to go back to Busan.

Where all that happened to me was heartbreak. That school treated me like scum.

Three Years Ago

People whispered and I felt a few glares on my back. Girls glared, guys whispered, some just stared. My heart pounded and I looked for my locker. Before I could fully open my locker, someone closed it before I could get anything.

"This b-"

I turned and I saw a sweet looking guy grin at me. His eyes were screamed mischief and something about him made my heart skip a beat.
"Hey. New here?"
Being the innocent self I was, of course said fell for him.

We talked a lot. He introduced himself as Na Jaemin. His handsome figure was so addicting and I couldn't help but fall in love with him.

Until a few months later I realized he only dated me for popularity and a prank. All those hugs, walking home together, movies, for nothing. I hadn't realized that he never kissed me.

Soon after, all I remember is being isolated and looked down on. Girls would manipulate me and blackmail me along with death threats. I was so scared. I was a naive 15 year old that only wanted to love.

I shook my head. I'm not going to let myself played like that again.

My family turned their back on me, my friends left me for popularity, my older brother disappeared, and my first boyfriend played me.

I was living on the money I made from working as many hours as I could at the convenience store over the summer.
Once in a while interesting people come in, which keeps me from falling asleep at the cashier.

I haven't dated anyone since then. Call me weak or sensitive, but from then on I just wanted to wait for the real one who would truly love me for who I was. If those people exist, anyway. Maybe they only exist in books.

I took off my Nike slides and stepped on the gray wood patterned floor with my knee high socks. I gently lifted up my suitcase too and I walked over into the mini hallway where there was only one room and a bathroom. I didn't remember seeing any other rooms around the house when I came in.

I heard some rustling and my I stopped in my tracks and I heard footsteps toward the door and the door opened.

A young boy looked at me with his eyes lazily opened and fluffy bed hair. My eyes widened and I heard the most piercing yell.

"Ahajagahh!"

He jumped back. Then he tripped and fell on the floor.

I couldn't believe it. Throughout my junior and senior years, I was gonna have to live with this clumsy crackhead who didn't even know how to walk properly or clean the dishes.

I reached out my hand and helped him up. He muttered a "thanks" under his breath.

"I'm Han Jisung. And you?"

Ok guys I know yall hate these but Im gonna tell u I suck at writing but I thought this plot would be cute and I know it's overrated but who cares go away
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