"𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄."
━━━ what started off as an innocent game of truth or dare quickly spiralled into something else. Elisha Wright quickly finds herself caught between her bes...
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I COULDN'T CONCENTRATE ON MY WORK. I'd barely managed to get through two pages without my mind continuously wandering off, my conversation with Jae-eun repeating over and over again in my head. By lunch, I'd made a few calls, organised a few venues for upcoming episodes of Run BTS!, and gotten through a few more pages of paperwork.
Instead of heading out with the others to eat at a small cafe or restaurant, I decided to go for a walk. I needed to clear my head, to purge the awful feeling of dread and anxiety knotting itself in my stomach. I wore my beige peacoat, my hands snuggled deep in the pockets, and a scarf, which I'd wrapped loosely around my neck to fend off the chill of the wind. It was starting to transition into winter, meaning that the concert was just a few weeks away.
Funny how quick time passes.
I slowly walked down the pathway, simply admiring my surroundings, when I ran smack into someone's chest. I fell back a step and a hand quickly shot out, latching onto my arm and steadying me. "Careful!" a deep, yet familiar, voice said.
I felt my face heat with embarrassment. "I'm so sorry!" I apologised, unable to look the man in the eye. "I should have been paying more attention to where I was walking—" I cut myself off and said, almost in disbelief, "Chanyeol?"
Chanyeol was wearing a dark grey coat, paired with black jeans. His cheeks and the tips of his fingers, I noticed, were red with the cold. He was grinning down at me. "What a coincidence. Out of all the people to run into, I run into my sisters best friend."
I sheepishly tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. "Yeah. . . What a coincidence."
He suddenly extended his hand to me. "I'm sorry, I didn't get to properly introduce myself yesterday. My name's Park Chanyeol. I'm Jisu's older brother."
I accepted his hand. "Elisha Wright."
When Chanyeol retracted his hand, he immediately put it back in his pocket. I didn't blame him. His hand was freezing.
