Thinspo {j.j.k.}

Swim Meet

"Okay everyone, that's all for today!"

I rung out my damp hair with the pure, white towel. Letting a sigh escape my lips while my eyes inspected the wet, cold tiles beneath my pruned toes. Listening to the sounds of several feet taking soft steps on the floor as to not slip on their way to the changing rooms. The air was icy. I desperately sought for warmth, though I was going to wait until the girl's changing room was empty. I didn't want anyone to see me changing, and like hell would I change inside of those bathroom stalls.

I wrapped the towel over my shoulders and held it close to my body, shivering slightly less. Looking up, I observed the quiet, serene atmosphere of the empty swimming room. Letting my thoughts overcome and overpower my senses.

I haven't spoken to Jungkook since that day he drove me home. Over the weekend, he must have been rather busy. That's understandable for someone as popular as him. I know for sure he wasn't doing homework, he didn't have the best grades in the class for sure. Jimin did end up beating him at something, I suppose.

I giggled to myself at the thought of him losing. My amber eyes glanced at the large clock on the wall. 

6:13 pm. 

I've been here alone for a long enough time. At first thought, I assumed I would be in the clear to get changed. But then I remembered how complex Bomi's makeup routine is. I practically groaned to myself and threw down my towel to the bleachers. This time I listened to my own quiet feet patter against the wet ground, spinning my head and rolling my shoulders as I reapproached the large, vast pool.

Climbing up onto the smallest diving board, I stood on the edge and stared down into the blue water. Taking a few steps back, I would give myself a running start. The rush of air was a split second before my body came in contact with the warm, engulfing water. The pure peace and serenity of the complete silence were indescribable as my body slowly floated up to the surface. I savored every second under the water as if it was where I belonged. I didn't want to resurface. The cold air followed by the burning of my eyes woke me up. My hands reached to wipe away water from my eyes. My feet paddled behind me. I had to go again.

This time, my hands and feet pressed against the taller ladder. I stood back, before bolting across the board. My body tucked in, my weight shifted. As soon as I hit the water, I sunk to the bottom from the force. Just close enough for my feet to touch the grainy flooring. And with that, they pressed hard against the floor, sending my body rocketing upwards to the surface. Immediately, I sucked in a large and deep breath. My eyes opened.

The soft noises of the water were now replaced with silence once again. After pondering whether or not I should get out, I finally began peddling myself towards the wall to climb out. It took two tries. First, I lost my strength from going to fast. I slammed my knee into the edge and bit my lip to not scream when the water took me back. Even with this searing pain, I helped myself out of the peaceful water. Back into the cold. Speedily, I walked to grab my towel.

6:25 pm.

I'm done waiting. Inhaling deeply, I pushed open the locker room door. Listening carefully, I was thankfully greeted by the silence once again. The sound of the door shutting echoed off of the walls, and I pattered in to find my locker. My hands grabbed the lock, entering in my combination. Muttering the numbers out loud to myself without realizing it was just another habit of mine. I peeled the wet swimsuit off of my body painstakingly slowly. Drying my body off has never felt better after that torture device.

I changed into my skinny jeans and oversized dusty purple hoodie. Placing on my deodorant, mascara, and perfume which engulfed me in a calming scent of vanilla and cinnamon. After a deep sigh, I rubbed my towel through my hair before tying it up into a messy bun so the locks wouldn't stick to my face and neck. I shoved my towel into my grey and purple duffle bag. It needed a washing, anyways. While I placed my bathing suit into the quick dryer and pressed down on the lid, I checked my phone.

No new messages. Not much of a shocker there. Eunyeong and Nari were out on a double date with so-called "hot guys" they found on tinder. Scoffing to myself, I placed my phone back into my hoodie's large pocket and lifted the lid to the dryer. The last thing I had to do here was place back my swimsuit in my locker and lock it.

Afterward, I lifted my duffle bag and exited the echoing room. Weirdly, I found the room quite peaceful when it was empty. Despite the echo accompanying me. I thought I heard a heel click behind me right when I closed the door. I didn't think much of it, I was too focused on picking out my dinner for the night. My stomach rumbled in craving for jjajangmyeon.

"Oh! Rose! I've been waiting. You take a long time to get dressed, don't you." Jungkook chuckled.