Parkha-jun Stories

╔══ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧══╗ GoD_isA8Bbastard: hey, hey. sorry for ignoring you! (4d ago) Hello?? . . . (3d ago) Can you forgave me? (2d ago) Pretty donsaeng~ I'm sorry!!!!! (1d ago) this isn't fucking funny anymore Stop ignoring me (30mins ago) GoD_isA8Bbastard: YOU MOTHERFUCKER!!1 stop i'm sory com backk pleas (10mins ago) ╚══ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧══╝ Outside the screen, Enzo felt extremely agitated at not having gotten a response. Where was his sweet and clingy online dongsaeng? He had known him for 2 years now and knew how desperate he would get for just a simple reply. It was oddly endearing and that made him feel weirdly pleased. But it had been 6 days since he had been online. Enzo knew how his dongsaeng, whose name he didn't know, carried his phone everywhere. He felt like something was terribly, terribly wrong.