'ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʙᴜᴛ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ'
Kim Seungmin is a 20 years old
florist that owns his own shop
right up from the sidewalk.
Hwang Hyunjin is a 19 years old
student that is pretty naive
and easy to manipulate.
They have completely different
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*hellooo* Hyunjin said through the phone
*NO- DON'T HELLO ME* He yelled. *WHERE WERE YOU YESTERDAY?* *YES, I COVERED YOU FROM YOUR MOM BECAUSE I'M A GREAT FRIEND. BUT HOW MUCH DO YOU THINK I CAN COVER FOR YOU?? A WHOLE DAY AND NIGHT?! NO SIR.*
Hyunjin pushed the phone away from his ear and closed his eyes because of the loud yells Jisung was making towards him.
*NOW YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD EXPLANATION. BECAUSE I'M READY TO HEAR.*
Hyunjin stayed with his eyes closed and the phone away for a while after Jisung finished, just in case, then decided to put the phone back to his ears and start explaining.
*Ah...* He sighed *So... long story short, I actually went to Icheon.*
*YOU WENT WHERE?!* Jisung yelled again.
*AND... WITHOUT ME?...* He yelled but sounded a little hurt.
*Oh sir, I bet you need to tell that long story from the beginning to the end with every detail, I'm listening.*
*So firstly, with who the fuck did you went and why I didn't? You fake friend.*
*I went with Seungmin... you don't know him...*
*well tell me who he is, duh*
*He's actually a florist, and we kinda got closer these weeks.*
*ok I get it. You're replacing me.*
*Jisung no-* A fake crying from the phone interrupted Hyunjin's sentence.
*Jisung stop crying i'm not replacing you.* The fake crying was even louder
*OK STOP, you're being ridiculous. Do you wanna hear the story or not?* The fake crying stopped.
*yes i do. Continue.*
*Ok so, me and Misook aren't actually dating, but she manipulated me so I couldn't tell you.*
*so you even lied to me. Ahem, fake friend.*
*stoppp, I couldn't tell you, don't you know who her father is?*
*ok so I talked with my mom about it and found a plan. So basically yesterday after school I went to her house, knowing she isn't home, so I could talk with her dad.*
