insomnia hotline⠀ choi yeonjun

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chapter three.
him, choi yeonjun.

YUNHEE: what about you, mr. moon? don't you have any problems? [gulps saliva]

MR. MOON: insomnia hotline is here for the costumers.

YUNHEE: i was just worried.. we've been talking for a few nights now and you might also need help

MR. MOON: thanks for the consideration, but i can handle myself [soft chuckle]

YUNHEE: [sighs] [closes eyes] i'll go to sleep now.

4:04 am

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"you've been extra gloomy these days," gaeun tells me, busy as she doodles random flowers at the back page of her notebook. "shit, i don't know anymore," i replied, being all mysterious and stuff. she chuckled and closed her notebook, deciding to just focus on looking at me. "bitch, do you have insomnia?"

does it show?

i gulped on my saliva and laughed out loud awkwardly, "idiot! why would i?" i asked back, slightly pushing her arm away. she then gave me a glare, "maybe you're calling that hotline?" she asked, squinting her eyes, putting me on defense mechanism, "fuck you. i'm not like that!" i pushed a chuckle. gaeun giggled after i said that, making me uncomfortable.

"by the way, isn't our next class taking too long—" speak of the devil, the door had opened before i could complete my sentence, and our homeroom teacher, mrs. heo, starts walking in.

with a student with her?

"take your seats, everybody," her first words as she walked inside. she looked tired of life as usual, standing in front of the class, while the male student stood beside her. the class started to quiet down, but instead of noisy chatting, annoying whispers were heard.

"he looks cute." yieung whispered to us, covering her mouth in shyness, i scoffed at how easy her heart is to flutter.

but not gonna lie, yeah. that guy in front looks.. cute.

and awfully familliar.

without realizing, i was already running through every fucking memory i ever had with any guy. but nothing popped up with his face on it. and weird enough, i only end up in one place,

back to choi yeonjun in middle school.

"we have a transfer student today!" mrs. heo spread out her arms with an enthusiastic face expression, but it was obviously pushed. the guys faked being happy about it too and silently clapped. mrs. heo wasn't aroused, her 'done with life' face expression was back as she fixed her rimmed glasses.

"well, he was in another class last time, but there were complications, so he's transferring in our class."

"what kind of complications?", "is he a thug?", "nah, he looks fine to me.", "uhm, but who dyes their hair blue? i didn't know the school allowed that."

i wanted to cover my ears hearing people say this. i wished it was just quiet today, but my wishes never come true, so yeah, haha.

"please introduce yourself," mrs. heo told the guy, and everyone stopped talking as he did the friendliest smile in front. "he's a cutie!" yieung fangirled in a squeal once again.

"i'm choi yeonjun, i hope we all get along!"

"i'm a transfer student, so i still get lost around these parts of the school," - "..nurse's office?" - "thank god."

"choi yeonjun?" i repeat the name to myself, having a war inside my head if i should believe that he's the choi yeonjun. "he's a dream.." yieung replied to me, even though i wasn't talking to her.

my heart started racing as i think about it. he's the guy who asked for directions the other day!

when he saw me that time, did he know it was me, go yunhee? or was it just a coincidence that i was there about to puke as he was trying to find the nurse's office?

choi yeonjun? my first love at middle school, here, at high school?

"great! you can take the seat next to lee rian," mrs. heo pointed behind me, which was the open seat beside rian. i gulped on my saliva, why am i getting so worked up over this?

maybe it's because i feel like things will start to get complicated if he actually was choi yeonjun?

but.. even if he was,

he's probably forgotten about me already, right?

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