𝑽𝑰𝑹𝑼𝑺 - 바이러스 [NCT127]

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1. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩

Song Nahee

"I'm leaving n— oh wait, my parents aren't here," I sarcastically chuckled at myself. My parents always left early in the mornings and came back late at night because of their hectic work schedule as CEO's. Maybe that's why I'm naturally an independent person, because my parents weren't even around to see my first steps. At first it may have been lonely hanging out with the same old babysitters, but after I met best friend, Hyeongjun, I gradually became a happier person. I stepped outside and locked the door before skipping towards Hyeongjun's house. Despite our age gap, we were neighbors since childhood and had an inseparable connection.

"Hyeongjun-ah! Open the door~" I cooed. I enjoyed treating him like my son. His delicate body and cute smile just reminded me of a baby. 

The door opened and revealed Hyeongjun, with his high school uniform and his bright smile that always made my day. He was in high school and I was in college, but I always walked him to school everyday.

"Hi Noona~" He waved. With a smile on my face, I ruffled his soft hair and started walking down the street with my arm around his shoulder. "I can't wait to go to college, I'm tired of wearing this stupid uniform everyday," Hyeongjun said.

"It's nice wearing whatever you want but I'd actually prefer a uniform, so I don't have to worry about having nice fashion." I looked down at my outfit, which consisted of black sweatpants, a black crop top, and a cropped black zipper hoodie. Did I mention I liked the color black? Even my backpack and room are black.

After chatting for around 10 minutes, we arrived at his school.

"Bye baby, I'll see you later~" I patted his head                                                                                              

"Bye Noona!" He walked off to meet his friends who were staring at me with impressed faces. I tilted my head in curiosity but still turned around to go to school, which I was late for.

"Hey Jun, is that your sugar mommy? She basically towers over you. She's fucking gorgeous too," Wonjin stared at her figure, which was slowly becoming smaller as she walked away.

"Is she a model?"

"Does she pay you?"

"Woah, I'm jealous."

"GUYS!" Hyeongjun yelled. "SHE'S NOT MY SUGAR MOMMY, SHUT UP. SHE'S MY FRIEND."

"Oh..." They all said simultaneously.

"Can I get her number then?" Minhee whispered.

"No. She's a senior in college, she's too old for you," Hyeongjun tried to look intimidating (but ultimately failed to do so). He started to walk in front of his friends, tired of the conversation.

"AGE IS JUST A NUMBER!" Seongmin yelled from a distance.

"FUCK YOU!" Hyeongjun yelled back. 

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I sat down in my first class, waiting for the professor to come. I was listening to music on my air pod pros, because my parents did not raise no broke bitch. I received some glares from familiar faces, but I saw some new faces today. These two girls came walking towards my area, and sat on my left and right. They seemed to be quite interested in what I was wearing.