daddy issues | 2jin

𝟶𝟸_[𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜]

Jeon_[Heejin]

"Can you fucking move," I said, trying to get into the lecture hall.

The girl in-front of me turned around, and faced me. It was like love at first sight. I just knew everything about her was perfect, even if I didn't know her. Time and space seemed to stop when I looked at her.

"I'm trying to go in too, you fucking dumbass," She said, a stank look plastered all over her face. "The fuck do you think you are?"

Gritty was the only way you could describe her. She was rude, and obnoxious right off the bat. Yet, I loved everything about it.

In a matter of seconds, a crowd of students came rushing in, pushing and shoving. Somehow, I was pushed to the floor as people trampled all over me.

Kim_[Hyunjin]

I saw her get pushed down by the upperclassmen from where I sat. I didn't want to help her because I didn't really care, but it was pathetic and it was making me feel bad.

"Get up," I said, holding out my hand.

She looked up, a shocked and confused expression plastered all over her face. She looked at my hand, she started reaching for it, but stopped and clutched her fist.

"You look pathetic, get up," I said as I took her hand and dragged her up.

Without responding, she walked to an empty seat in the far left side of the room, the complete opposite of where I sat.

"She's pretty, right?" Yerim whispered, pointing at the girls direction.

"I mean, I guess," Jiwoo said, squinting at direction.

"...average," I say, opening up my laptop.

"I call dib-" Jiwoo whispered, still squinting at the girl.

"Shut the fuck up," I interrupt. "Honestly, how old are you?"

Immediately, Jiwoo slouched back onto her chair and loudly scoffs, crossing her arms.

Every now and then, I'd glance to the other side of her room and see her not even paying attention or about to fall asleep. Something about her really was eye catching, but I didn't even know her name.

third_[person]

Back at the dorm, Hyunjin and Yerim were greeted with Hyeju, who was stuffing her clothes into a bag, getting reading to leave for break.

The three of them shared a dorm ever since the beginning of university. They've known eachother since childhood and somehow managed to stick together up to now.

"You're both leaving? To where?" Yerim asks, laying on top of Hyeju's bed.

"Chaewon's. You could come if you want," Hyeju said.

"No, she dorms with... Yeojin a-and it'll just be weird," Yerim said, a frown on her face. It was as if the name itself brought her sorrow. "Anyways, Hyunjin?"

"Home," Hyunjin quietly responded, packing her clothes into a small bag.

Hyeju slapped the bottom of Yerim's leg, gesturing for her to not talk more about it. She knew to well that it was a sensitive topic, a topic that Hyunjin never talked about.

time_[skip]

Hyunjin leaned on the streetlight, waiting for her train to come. She put her earbuds on and blasted music, not giving a single care to the world outside.

She didn't want to go back to her home, she dreaded having to come home after the end of ever semester. But she had no other choice, she was broke and if she didn't go back, her mom would be alone.

Finally, the train came up to the platform. The cart was piled with students that were trying to go back home as well. They seemed unfamiliar to Hyunjin, all except one of them.

"Dumbass?" Hyunjin whispered to herself, looking at the girl sitting at a window seat.

Almost immediately, a guy in-front of her turned around and glared at her. Hyunjin cleared her throat and looked down, trying to avoid any other confrontation.

Oddly enough, Hyunjin felt compelled to sit next to her. She knew it would be weird but she really wanted too, so she snaked her way to the back of the cart and sat across from her.

As the train started moving again, Hyunjin glanced at the girl, who seemed to be sketching something in her book.

After a few minutes, Heejin caught onto what Hyunjin was doing and fully sat up. She thought it was creepy, but at the same time the slightest bit cute. The smallest of smiles crept up her lips.

The train cart of almost empty at this point. Hyunjin eventually fell asleep, given that it was a three hour journey back to where she lived. Heejin noticed, and relaxed a bit again. Subconsciously, she began to roughly sketch Hyunjin.

Hyunjin woke up, and the first thing that daughter her eyes was the sketch of her. She stared, and loudly coughed trying to get Heejin's attention.

The second Heejin realized she'd been caught, she teared off the paper and tossed it behind her. Acting as if nothing had happened, she looked out the window.

Hyunjin was never the type of person to find something cute, but she found the girl cute. And she hated the fact that she did, so she threw the thought to the back of head ignoring it as much as she could.

It was 8:00PM, and the train had finally came to a stop, it was the stop where Heejin got off.

Heejin started to walk out the train station, and back to her home. It was pitch black out, only a few streetlights illuminating the path. She walked faster as she heard steps behind her following her. The feeling of fear racing throughout her body.

She screamed, falling to the floor hearing the footsteps come closer and closer to her. She tucked and covered right on the cold floor.

Her scream was immediately followed by another scream. Peeking up, she saw the same girl that as in-front of her on the train.

"WHY'D YOU SCREAM?" Hyunjin yelled, covering her ears.

"WHY ARE YOU FOLLOWING ME?" Heejin asked, sitting up.

"I'M NOT, IM GOING HOME DIPSHIT," Hyunjin yelled back.

"...oh," Heejin said. She grabbed her bag, and got up to her feet.

The two of them stood there, under the single street lamp, all by themselves. Awkward silence came over them.

Hyunjin opened her mouth to talk, but closed it at the last second and walked back into the darkness, leaving Heejin all alone.

"Wait for me~" Heejin called out, trying to catch up to Hyunjin.

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