Winwin's POV
I walk back towards our door, feeling pretty accomplished this morning. I've done a lot of productive things, none of which include playing games.
First, I've helped a random stranger that can't speak Korean. She was pretty nice, too. I also don't think that she knew who I was, so she's probably not an NCTzen.
I'm also proud of myself for talking to a stranger, for once. As I've said before, I'm pretty introverted, and am not good at talking to others, so that would be an accomplishment.
In addition, I saved all of the WayV members from their ramen crisis by getting them food. Even though the wait was a little long, it was worth it.
After I arrive back at the dorm, I find everyone in all their various rooms and give them food. Then I sit down at the dining table and start eating my breakfast.
After I'm done, I decide to go sit in my room for a while and chill. I find Ten there, still eating while drawing. Ah, Ten the Artist.
"Hey, Ten," I greet him, sitting down on my bed.
"Hi, Winwin. How was the trip?" he asks, taking a sip of his drink. I peer over his shoulder to admire the birds that he's drawing. A true artist. I could never.
"It was good," I respond, sitting down and taking out my phone.
"Anything interesting happen? Encounter anyone?" he continues.
"Uh, just a person who didn't speak Korean. I helped them," I answer, somewhat proudly.
Ten puts his pencil down and turns his attention to me. "Whoa, our Winwin helping somebody! Was he or she nice?" he asks, wiggling his eyebrows. Remind me why I actually told him about Chunmei?
"Uh, yeah, she was nice," I answer hesitantly.
"So it's a She? Was she a fan?" Ten teases.
"No, she didn't recognize my name," I answer. Why am I still talking to him?
"You told her your name?" he asks, still endlessly teasing me.
"Yes, I did. Okay, have fun with your drawing, bye!" I wave, exiting the room before he can continue bothering me. I look around and decide to just go chill in the living room.
I walk out to find Yangyang and Xiaojun doing some kind of live. I get called over by them.
"Winwin hyung, they want to know how your morning was," Yangyang exclaims when I join them.
"Uh, it was good! I went and bought all of you guys food," I reply, sitting down in a chair.
~Time Skip~
"Let's go, guys!" Kun calls, tapping his foot impatiently from the door. I stand next to him and watch Yangyang scramble around in the living room, grabbing his stuff for practice.
"We're coming!" Hendery calls from elsewhere in the dorm.
Once we finally gather at the door, we head down and get in the car with our manager.
"So, Winwin, tell me more about your interesting experience this morning!" Tem prompts, poking my shoulder over the seat.
"Winwin had an interesting experience this morning? How come I didn't know?" Lucas asks, sitting up straight in interest.
"Nothing happened," I assure them, waving my hand dismissively. Wow, what a great place to do this, Ten.
"If you don't tell them, I'll tell them," Ten warns.
"I'm not saying anything," I respond, pressing my lips together.
"So, Winwin went out this morning and talked to a stranger. It's a she, and she doesn't speak Korean. She also probably doesn't even know that we exist. Winwin told her his name, too!" Ten narrates gleefully. The car erupts into cheers and other sounds.
"Tell me more!" Hendery demands, leaning forward in his seat as if he's watching a drama.
"It's not even that intersti-" I start, but get cut off by Ten continuing his account of MY story.
"Well, Winwin helped them because they didn't speak Korean!" Ten adds.
This sends everyone into another fit of chaos.
This is going to be a long ass ride.
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I'M SO SORRY this was on hiatus for way long than I intended 😭
I'll start updating a lot more often though, now that I only have 1 other ongoing book
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