heeseung64

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𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬.

SERIES, SMAU, ENEMIES? MUTUAL FRIENDS, MUTUAL PINING, COMEDY, ANGST, SLOW BURN. MDNI.

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03. YEAH, AND?

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heeseung64

1 year ago

PERSPECTIVE

SERIES, SMAU, ENEMIES TO LOVERS, MUTUAL FRIENDS, MUTUAL PINING, COMEDY, ANGST, SLOW BURN. MDNI.

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1. WEIRDO.

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y/n huffs as she locks her phone, shoving it into her jacket as she carries her duffle. her compressed jacket and sweats weren't enough for the cool breeze that hit her in the night, but the success of another routine warmed her, and finally, she agreed that she'll enjoy a good dinner before resting.

dropping her things into her car before driving, she checks over her gear before the treck back to the dorms. "wait-- fuck!" she breathes, realising her dorm key was back at the locker. y/n sprints back to the rink, opening it before she heads to the locker rooms.

the shadow of a figure catches her eye, as they cross her eyes within the dimly lit space. it was dark now, there was no way other students would've stayed past her time. y/n knew every soul that traversed this space, to her it was sacred. so she screamed in response, running and bumping into the figure before grabbing her keys.

"WHAT THE FUCK." she yells as she finds a man her age crouched over the bench she jabbed him on, and he stammers his breath, mumbling under it.

"'m sorry... i didn't know there were other people here." he says, sitting up. his hooded jacket covered his features, but y/n was quick to identify it was just another student.

in return y/n calmed down, returning the apology. "sorry, i just never seen anyone here at this time besides myself usually.." she trails off, grabbing her dorm key before awkwardly heading out. "i guess you should enjoy the rink if you're planning to skate, the ice gets the most crispy!" she smiles at the hood of the student- memorising the pattern that was on his hoodie and shoes before leaving, keeping to herself that if she ever told the gang, she would've been ridiculed for the year.

the student scoffed as she left, listening to her advice. "why should i? i don't belong here. not anymore."