𝙤𝙣 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚 -𝙘𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙣.

five

—yoo saerim's p.o.v.

"jonghoon, that was fucking cho seungyoun!"

"what?!"

jonghoon scooted over and looked at my phone.

"you're kidding, right," he said. i shook my head.

"i can't believe he replied," i exclaimed. jonghoon smiled widely.

"hey, that's another excuse to go shopping tomorrow. we gotta celebrate that," i added. jonghoon then rolled his eyes.

we grabbed our stuff and locked the cafe. we went to the bus stop and waited patiently.

jonghoon and i were neighbors; our apartment was right beside each other which was also one of the many reasons why we got close really fast. we would often go to each other's houses and hang out or help one another with outfits.

soon enough, the bus came. we sat by each other. he plugged his earphones on his phone, wore one of the earbuds, and handed the other one. i wore it as he shuffled the playlist we always listen to.

the bus ride went fairly quiet. jonghoon and i got off of the bus stop right beside our apartment building.

"do you wanna drink," asked he. i thought for a moment.

"sure," i replied.

we went in the building and separated ways to change into comfy clothes. once we were both done, i went to his place with cans of beer on my hands. we sat down on his terrace and slowly opened a can.

"here's to having no regrets," i exclaimed as we clinked our beer cans.