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#๐Ÿ“œtitle: [neighbors]
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-หห‹โ‹†๐๐ž๐ข๐ ๐ก๐›๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ ๐Œ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญโ‹†หŠหŽ-
๐Œ๐ข๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ/๐€๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐š๐๐๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐“๐š๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ!
๐ŸคŽ๐๐š๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: OnlineInfluencers!BTS OT7 x Animator!Fem!OC!Reader [Mentions of ATEEZ] | ๐ŸŒ™๐†๐ž๐ง๐ซ๐ž: College AU, Strangers to Friends to Lovers| โŒ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: Vulgar Language, Suggistive Scenes, Smut
๐Ÿ๐’๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ: A story where a girl who is barely present in social media doesn't know that her new neighbors are famous online stars.
๐Ÿ–Š๏ธ๐‡๐š๐ฌ๐ก๐ญ๐š๐  #๐Ÿ“œ[neighbors] [To keep track of the series! Send me an ask to be added to the series taglist!]
๐Ÿ‚ ๐ˆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Ž๐‚๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐…๐ข๐œ! ๐ˆ ๐๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐“๐’ ๐จ๐ซ ๐€๐“๐„๐„๐™!
โœŽ ๐’๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐“๐š๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ: @armysantiny, @faywithlove, @moonprismo, @iridescentxstars, @felicityroth, @mo0nbeams, @angelfuzzy2 , @singukieee
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โ€œThough my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.โ€ - Sarah Williams, 'The Old Astronomer'
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โœŽ ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ:
โœŽ ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ: A New Start โœŽ ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ: Starts with a Smile โœŽ ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘: ๐‚๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐’๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ
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โœŽ @honey-andmilktea - ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ฏ๐ž๐, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ž๐๐ข๐ญ, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ ๐ข๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ณ๐ž, ๐ž๐ญ๐œ.
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"๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐๐ข๐ž, ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐›๐จ๐๐ฒ'๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฏ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ž, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ง๐ž๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž, ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ, ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ž, ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐š๐ฒ๐ž๐ซ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐›๐ž ๐š๐›๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐œ๐ž๐ซ๐ญ๐š๐ข๐ง ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฌ๐š๐Ÿ๐ž. ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฌ๐š๐Ÿ๐ž."
โ€“ ๐€๐ง๐๐ซ๐ž๐š ๐†๐ข๐›๐ฌ๐จ๐ง
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ใƒปใ‚œใ‚œใƒป๏ผŽ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ“œโ˜•๏ธ ๐๐ž๐ข๐ ๐ก๐›๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ: ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ: ๐€ ๐๐ž๐ฐ ๐’๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ
โœ’๏ธ ๐Ÿ๐Š ๐–๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ | ๐ŸคŽ ๐ˆ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ฆ ๐Œ๐จ๐๐ž๐ฅ!๐‰๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ค๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ฑ ๐€๐ง๐ข๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ!๐…๐ž๐ฆ!๐Ž๐‚!๐‘๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ, ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฒ!๐Ž๐“๐Ÿ• ๐ฑ ๐…๐ž๐ฆ!๐Ž๐‚!๐‘๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ | ๐ŸŒ™ ๐…๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ [๐Ÿงธ], ๐‡๐ฎ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ [๐Ÿฆ‰], ๐‘๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ [๐Ÿฅข], ๐‚๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ž ๐€๐” [๐Ÿ›๏ธ]
๐Ÿ‘œ ๐’๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ: ๐€ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐š ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐›๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฌ๐จ๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ž๐๐ข๐š ๐๐จ๐ž๐ฌ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ง๐ž๐ข๐ ๐ก๐›๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ฌ.
๐Ÿ•ฐ๏ธ ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž!
๐Ÿ ๐ˆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ฒ ๐Ž๐‚๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ! ๐ˆ ๐๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐“๐’ ๐จ๐ซ ๐€๐“๐„๐„๐™!
โœ๏ธ ๐ˆ๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง: ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฐ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐š๐œ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ!
๐Ÿป ๐‘๐ž๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐š๐ ๐ž๐! ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐›๐š๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ, ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ! ^^
๐Ÿท ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐š ๐œ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐›๐จ๐จ๐ค? ๐‚๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐จ๐ง๐ž! | ๐†๐จ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐š ๐›๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ข๐๐ž๐š? ๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐†๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐–๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐ซ! [๐‚๐ก๐ž๐œ๐ค ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž!]
๐Ÿ‘ป ๐‘๐ž๐ฐ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž- ๐›๐ฎ๐ญโ€ฆ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž~
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It was a peaceful morning in Seoul. Birds were chirping happily, and leaves ruffled as a light breeze moved them. Today was a perfect day to sleep in before college classes start. Itโ€™s a week before school starts and all types of students will be commuting from home to school.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
That peace didnโ€™t last long as a loud beeping could be heard throughout the whole house. It signified something was backing up.
It sounded like a huge truck!
Lee Chul groaned as she sat up slowly. Her hair was a mess, and she was slightly annoyed. She ran her fingers through her long-tangled hair as she yawned loudly. She turned her head to see if she could peek out through her window. She let out another groan and rubbed her eyes as she got the covers off her body. After planting her feet on the soft carpeted ground, she made her way to the bathroom. She used the toilet, took a shower, brushed her teeth and hair. Once done with her morning routine, she walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped tightly around her body. She looked through her closet to find a nice comfortable outfit. Chul wasnโ€™t very feminine. Her style could be described as loose, baggy, and comfortable, but she had her times where she wore more form fitting and revealing outfits.
Since it was the beginning of Fall, and it was getting chilly, she settled with a loose white knitted sweater with a white shirt underneath. She put on a pair of black leggings with some sneakers to match and was ready to head out the door. Before she left, she went over aloud what she had to do for the day. โ€œGet breakfast, visit Ha-Joon for lunch, go to work, buy dinner and head home.โ€ She mumbled to herself. She grabbed her bookbag, made sure her wallet was inside with enough money for dinner. She slung her bag over her shoulders and grabbed her keys. She made her way down the street and checked her phone for the time. โ€œI have enough time to sit and eat breakfast slowly before I have to go to Ha-Joonโ€™s houseโ€ She mumbled again to herself as she smiled softly and placed her phone in her bag. As she walked down the street, the opposite way of her new neighborโ€™s house, she didnโ€™t notice the huge moving truck and the set of seven boys wearing masks coming in and out carrying heavy boxes. She lived blissfully ignorant of how these boys would flop her whole life just by becoming her new neighbors.
Wellโ€ฆ
For now.
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Chul made her way to a small cafรฉ that was about a 5-minute walk from her house. She was a regular at that cafรฉ coming every morning since she didnโ€™t have time to make herself breakfast or get a snack when she was too lazy to make herself something. She walked into the cafรฉ and smiled as the warmth of the cafรฉ hit her. She took her wallet and went to order her usual. The cashier saw her coming and smiled at her already knowing who it was. He had short black hair and a pair of round glasses perched on his nose. Choi San was the cashierโ€™s name, and he was the most caring, softest, and brightest man Chul has met. They slowly became best of friends after meeting about a year ago. After their faithful meeting she came to the cafรฉ every day and ordered the same thing every day, a flat white coffee with something sweet on the side. As San became closer friends with Chul he noticed the girlโ€™s massive sweet tooth, she could eat a whole plate of pastries if you handed it to her. He also noticed she had a big appetite for most foods. The two could never really meet up outside of the cafรฉ because of their different schedules but the boy was always happy to hang out with her during his breaks.ย 
The cafรฉ was quite empty today so San and Chul could talk for a bit while she waited for her food. โ€œThe usual?โ€ The boy asked with a raised eyebrow knowing what was coming next.
โ€œYou should already know the answer to that!โ€ The girl grinned letting out a laugh while the boy chuckled and signaled to another man behind him that was working today too.
โ€œSo Lee Chul, how are you feeling about classes starting soon?โ€
โ€œWell Choi San, Iโ€™m basically crying and sobbing that the summer is over.โ€ He playfully rolled his eyes at the use of his full name but then instantly started to laugh.ย 
โ€œIโ€™m excited to see you on campus more often! Thereโ€™s even the chance weโ€™ll get a class together. Weโ€™ll just have to plan it out for next semester.โ€ He said it quite excitedly. Chul rolled her eyes, a small smile on her face.
โ€œSan~ Iโ€™m starting to think you have a crush on me. How would your dear boyfriend feel about that?โ€ย She was happy that she was going to see the ravenette a lot more. Especially since they were a part of the same concentration! Chul giggled and the boyโ€™s face warmed up with a slight blush as he shyly pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He rolled his eyes at her with the smallest smile.ย 
โ€œI'm excited to be able to hang out with you more though. We barely get to see each other.โ€ย She pouted as San started to laugh and shook his head at her. Chulโ€™s food was done and was placed carefully on the counter. The younger took out the amount of money she owed and placed it in his much bigger hand. Before Chul could take her food, San started to climb over the counter ready to take her food to her table. The girl waved her hand in front of her and shook her head frantically.
โ€œNo! No! San!โ€ She kept repeating the same words over and over again, but San didnโ€™t stop. He got to the other side of the counter and grabbed her food. He turned to look at her and smiled cutely.
โ€œLead the way cutie.โ€ He stood there with his shit eating grin as the girl stood there looking at him with disbelief. San laughed at her, the smile on his face never wavering. "Relax! I have a break right now and the shop is empty either way. I donโ€™t have much work to do.โ€ He smiled reassuringly to the smaller girl motioning for them to go sit down. She sighed and then huffed to go sit down. Chul sighed and then huffed, giving into the boyโ€™s antics. He smiled his cute heart shaped smile and cheered. They sat down at the table as Chul placed her bag underneath the table. She took a sip of her coffee as San placed his elbows on the table. His chin was poised on his hands as he looked at her with bright happy eyes. โ€œHow has everything been? I havenโ€™t been able to talk to you in a while. I have no clue whatโ€™s happening in Lee Chulโ€™s life.โ€ San chirped as he stole a piece of her blueberry muffin. She glared at him as she placed the coffee down but neither the less answered his question.
โ€œWellโ€ฆโ€ She started as she took a bite of her tainted muffin with a smile, "Itโ€™s been quite the ride!โ€ San laughed as he knew where this was going to getting comfortable in this seat while she spoke. Chul told him about her โ€œadventurousโ€ break, which mostly consisted of visiting her brother and playing around with her animations as well as photographing, and the boy nodded his head, chuckling softly at how she thought this was adventurous. Knowing that his friend wasnโ€™t one to go out much nor be online much just made this a tad more entertaining than it should. Once she finished the last sip of her coffee the girl ended her story time.
โ€œThat was quite an eventful time you have been having.โ€ He chuckled softly as she let out a small whine.
โ€œYou know I donโ€™t go out much! I also donโ€™t have a lot of friends either.โ€ ย Snorting and shaking their heads they had a bit more conversation until they started saying their goodbyes. San hugs her saying one last goodbye and watches her until she is out of sight. Chul walked down the way to where her brotherโ€™s house was. There was a nice breeze flowing that made Chulโ€™s hair dance along as she walked. She looked at the shops that passed by her and watched people walk in and out of stores with bags in their hands. Glancing over, a store caught her eye.
It was a mini convenience store. It looked small and cute, a little rustic. It seemed like a hole in the wall place that not many people knew of, and she smiled. โ€˜Maybe I should get some snacks.โ€™ The brunette thought as she crossed the street to the store wishing to herself that she had brought her camera. She walked in and was greeted by an older woman. Giving her a smile and a small bow as a greeting to the older. Looking through the many different aisles she hummed looking at things her brother and nephew might like. Once she decided on what snacks to get, she walked up to the small line in front of the cashier that had formed while she looked for her items. As she was waiting, she noticed a man with a hood and mask walking into the store. He seemed a little suspicious along with intimidating with his height, but Chul didnโ€™t pay much attention to him. The line moved slightly to where there were only two people in front of her and thatโ€™s when the man with the hood stopped behind her. He had a lot of junk food in his hands from what she could see from the corner of her eye. She got a little tense but tried not to think about it so much. โ€˜Heโ€™s just here to buy stuff just like you, stop being so paranoid you idiot!โ€™ She scolded herself furrowing her brows not noticing the small confused look the man was giving her.
The line moved up and so did Chul, but as she moved forward one of the bags in her arms fell without her noticing. The man behind did notice though, he bent down, struggling a bit as he did so, and picked up the bag for her.ย He shifted the majority of the bags onto his other arm and proceeded to tap on her shoulder lightly. When he pulled his hand away, he pulled down his mask so he could talk better. โ€œYou dropped this miss.โ€ The girl stiffened a bit in response as she turned around and looked at the man. As she saw that his mask was down, she was shocked by what presented itself before her. The male was young and had chestnut brown eyes and a smile that almost made him look like a bunny. She had also noticed how softly he spoke. โ€˜Heโ€™s so cute!โ€™ She thought as her face slightly heated up. She was going to reach for the bag and utter out a thank you until the boy blurted out the next couple words. โ€œYouโ€™re really pretty!โ€ This caused her to instantly heat up with the compliment.
The boy noticed what he said and instantly started to blush and stutter out an apology. โ€œI-Iโ€™m so sorry!โ€ He squeaked out and Chul couldnโ€™t help but chuckle a little at his reaction which caused him to blush even more fiercely.
โ€œItโ€™s okay. Youโ€™re cute so Iโ€™ll let it slide.~โ€ She said with a small smile that stopped the manโ€™s heart. โ€œThank you by the way, Iโ€™m Lee Chul.โ€ โ€œIโ€™m Jeon Jungkook.โ€ He gave her another bunny smile, a red blush dusting the tips of his ears and cheeks.
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หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐Ÿ‚โœ๏ธ @honey-andmilktea - ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ฏ๐ž๐, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ž๐๐ข๐ญ, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ ๐ข๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ณ๐ž, ๐ž๐ญ๐œ.
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ใƒปใ‚œใ‚œใƒป๏ผŽ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ“œโ˜•๏ธ ๐๐ž๐ข๐ ๐ก๐›๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ: ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ: ๐’๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐–๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐€ ๐’๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž
โœ’๏ธ ๐Ÿ‘.๐Ÿ’๐Š ๐–๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ | ๐ŸคŽ ๐ˆ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ฆ ๐Œ๐จ๐๐ž๐ฅ!๐‰๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ค๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ฑ ๐€๐ง๐ข๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ซ!๐…๐ž๐ฆ!๐Ž๐‚!๐‘๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ, ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฒ!๐Ž๐“๐Ÿ• ๐ฑ ๐…๐ž๐ฆ!๐Ž๐‚!๐‘๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ | ๐ŸŒ™ ๐…๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ [๐Ÿงธ], ๐‡๐ฎ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ [๐Ÿฆ‰], ๐‘๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ [๐Ÿฅข], ๐‚๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ž ๐€๐” [๐Ÿ›๏ธ]
๐Ÿ‘œ ๐’๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ: ๐€ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐š ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐›๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฌ๐จ๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ž๐๐ข๐š ๐๐จ๐ž๐ฌ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ง๐ž๐ข๐ ๐ก๐›๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ฌ.
๐Ÿ•ฐ๏ธ ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž!
๐Ÿ ๐ˆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ฒ ๐Ž๐‚๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ! ๐ˆ ๐๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐“๐’ ๐จ๐ซ ๐€๐“๐„๐„๐™!
โœ๏ธ ๐ˆ๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง: ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฐ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐š๐œ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ!
๐Ÿป ๐‘๐ž๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐š๐ ๐ž๐! ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐›๐š๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ, ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ! ^^
๐Ÿท ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐š ๐œ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐›๐จ๐จ๐ค? ๐‚๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐จ๐ง๐ž! | ๐†๐จ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐š ๐›๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ข๐๐ž๐š? ๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐†๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐–๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐ซ! [๐‚๐ก๐ž๐œ๐ค ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž!]
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Jungkook and Chul spoke and joked around a bit more before they had to go their separate ways. They ended up exchanging numbers with Chul insisting it was necessary in case they needed some kind of help. What kind of help? Chul wasnโ€™t sure. She just wanted an excuse to have the cute boyโ€™s number. Walking to her brotherโ€™s house, a new skip in her step that wasnโ€™t there before, she ran over what her Kook talked about. She learned that they were going to the same school along with him being a Freshman which meant he was younger than her. Another piece of information she had found out was that the man was new to the area and had asked her if whenever she was free, she could show him around. She smiled to herself when the image of the taller man came to mind, how happy and bright he looked when she agreed to do so. By the time she came back from her thoughts she realized she had made it to her brotherโ€™s house. She rang the bell and knocked on the door for good measure bouncing on her toes as she waited for the door to open and to be let in.
She zoned out again seeming not to be able to shake off the thoughts of the cute man she had met. She was pulled out of these thoughts when the door opens, and her brother stands in front of her eyebrow raised as he looked her over judgmentally. โ€œWhy did you take so long, huh?โ€ He asked leaning on the doorframe. Chul let out a breath looking her brother over and realizing he was in slippers, shorts, and t-shirt.
โ€œAre you not cold?โ€ She asked incredulously while he narrowed his eyes at her.
โ€œDonโ€™t change the subject. Answer my question.โ€ He said, no demanded. She rolled her eyes at him and whined a little shaking the bag of snacks at him.
โ€œI got caught up! I was buying us some snacks and getting the little man a little gift.โ€ She pouted, giving him puppy dog eyes. โ€œCan I come in now Ha-Joon? Itโ€™s cold out here-.โ€ He eyed her and the bag before sighing and nodding, stepping to the side and letting her in. She cheered with a laugh, giving her older brother a big hug as she entered. The bag was handed to him while she took off her shoes slipping on her own pair of slippers that she kept there. She bounced inside while Ha-Joon shook his head walking into the kitchen to put the snacks away.
She looked around with a hum smiling at the comfort the house always gave her. Living alone wasnโ€™t a problem for Chul but sometimes she hated how quiet everything was. โ€œWhereโ€™s my little man?โ€ She called out and as if on cue she heard the pitter patter of small feet and tiny squeals. She laughed when her leg was attacked with a hug crouching down and quickly snatching her nephew and holding him in the air.
โ€œIโ€™m here!โ€ He squealed out wiggling in her hands with giggles slipping from his tiny lips.
โ€œMin-Joonie.~ My little baby.~โ€ She cooed at him pressing little kisses to his face which just caused another group of giggles to escape him.
โ€œWhat did you bring me Auntie?โ€ He asked trying to put up his cutest face knowing that it helps get information from the older woman.
โ€œHmmm I might have brought you some snacks.~โ€ She smiled big when the little boy squealed in delight knowing very well his Aunt knew everything he liked. โ€œBut you have to finish dinner first.โ€ She said with raised brows. He pouted a little but nodded his head, shaggy black hair covering his eyes as he did so. He agreed this was a valid deal and promised to finish his dinner before touching any of the snacks his Auntie had brought him. Ha-Joon came back into the room with a small smile spreading on his face as he saw Chul and Min-Joon together. Being a single father was hard for Ha-Joon so having his son be so close to his Aunt made his heart warm. He knew Min-Joon would never be alone as long as Chul was around. ย He took him from Chulโ€™s arms, attacking him with kisses, smiling more when the same giggles from earlier came exploding out of him.
โ€œAlright, dinner time you two.โ€ He said, leading the way to the dining table, Chul following right behind with a smile. She sat down, putting her phone on the table as she dug in and started to serve herself food. Ha-Joonโ€™s cooking was the best cooking. It was quiet for a while, them just enjoying their food and the company they had until her brother decided to break it.
โ€œSo, I donโ€™t believe you on why you were late. Real answer please.~โ€ He mused looking at her through his glasses, eyebrows raised while he took some noodles into his mouth. Now interested in this new information Min-Joon also looked towards her, his own small eyebrows raised. Quietly they both looked at her and she pursed her lips, her eyes narrowing at the two of them.
โ€œYou two are so similar its scary.โ€ She muttered, opening her mouth to defend herself until her phone vibrated with a message.
โ€˜Hey! Itโ€™s Jungkook.โ€™
โ€˜Iโ€™m sure you saved my numberโ€ฆbut just in case you didnโ€™t itโ€™s me! ^^โ€™
She read over the messages and blushed a little at the look her brother had given her. Min-Joon was confused as he tried to read over the notifications trying to understand what they meant. โ€œWhoโ€™s Jungkook. Hmm?โ€ Ha-Joon said with a questioning look, Min-Joon following his dad more so finding this amusing and fun not really understanding what was happening. His name being brought up made her blush even more, face going from a blushy pink to a bright red.
โ€œHeโ€™s justโ€ฆsomeone.โ€ She muttered, putting some rice into her mouth so she didnโ€™t over speak.
โ€œSomeone? Who? You only have like 3 friends, and I know all of them. Who is he?โ€ Chul gasped offended at his words and scoffed.
โ€œI have many friends.โ€ She said sighing when her brother gave her a face knowing damn well, she was lying. She didnโ€™t have the normal social media platforms, preferring to stay away from them. She didnโ€™t see the need to post her life online and only really posted her pictures, using it more as a portfolio of sorts. Because of this she didnโ€™t have many friends, but she was happy and okay with that fact. Groaning as she knew that she wasnโ€™t going to be left off the hook that easy, deciding to come clean. โ€œItโ€™s a boy I met at the convenience store I went to. He was cute and I had to ask for his number.โ€ She purses her lips, looking away from her brotherโ€™s eyes, who so happens to be boring into the side of her head. โ€œHeโ€™s new around and wanted to get to know the area and I may have also offered to show him around some day.โ€ She heard a small โ€˜oh my godโ€™ come from her brother before he spoke.
โ€œHeโ€™s a stranger. What if heโ€™s a serial killer!โ€
โ€œHeโ€™s too cute to be a serial killer!โ€
โ€œNo! Thatโ€™s not how that works Chul!โ€ She whined and swayed from side to side knowing her brother was right. She let the charms of a stranger get the best of her senses and she was most possibly going to pay for it by ending up on some crime show or in the video of a true crime fanatics YouTube channel. But before she could speak the youngest in the room spoke first.
โ€œObjection!โ€ He yelled his little fist hitting the table top before looking at the two with a stern face. Both of them paused, blinking, and looking at each other. They both laugh once a second passes Min-Joon looking at them before joining them.
โ€œYou need to stop letting him watch those judge shows.โ€
โ€œTheyโ€™re educational. He could end up being a lawyer.โ€ Ha-Joon rolled his eyes but smiled, kissing the side of Min-Joonโ€™s head, and ruffling his raven black hair.
โ€œJust be careful, yeah? I donโ€™t want to get a call that my sister is hurt. In anyway.โ€ He hummed looking at her with sincere concern. Chul smiled back and nodded her head knowing that her brother was just worried about her well-being.
โ€œI promise Iโ€™ll be careful.โ€ She mused, going back to eating and making a mental note to text Jungkook back eventually.
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Deciding it best she just stayed over instead of walking back home in the dark, Chul stayed in her brotherโ€™s guest room for the day. She took a quick shower and got into some clothes she had left the previous time she had stayed over. She lay down, happy and relaxed, deciding to read a book on her phone before going to sleep. She sent Jungkook a quick message back saying that she had saved his number and that she hopes they can hangout soon before the semester begins. She turns to her side, opening up and book she had started reading and never finished. She got sucked into the world of fantasy and dragons, the main couple gripping her attention that she almost missed the notification of someone texting her.
โ€˜Hey do you want to meet up before your first class next week?โ€™
Ah, yes. Classes start next week. Chul was aware of this information but had thought they would start a little bit later than next week. San had made it sound like a month honestly. But she smiled happily she caught the notification knowing right away who it was.
โ€˜Hello to you too Hongjoongie! ^^ I would love to hangout with you next week before class.~โ€™
โ€˜โ€ฆAre you okay?โ€™
โ€˜Yeah. Why?โ€™
โ€˜Nooo reason. But bets Iโ€™ll meet you before your class, I donโ€™t have any that day either so if you want to do something after youโ€™re done Iโ€™m open.โ€™
Chul smiled as she kept texting her childhood friend, Kim Hongjoong. They spoke for a bit longer, deciding on where to meet up and what to do afterwards. Her eyes grew heavy slowly falling sleep hit her suddenly mid conversation. She said a quick goodnight before wrapping herself in blankets enjoying the warmth and yawning falling asleep almost instantly.
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For the rest of the week, she had left of vacation there wasnโ€™t much that happened with Chul. She didnโ€™t run into Jungkook even though they did text regularly trying, and failing, to make plans whenever the other was free but it seemed impossible. Chul had this week realized that the house next to hers had been occupied. For how long? She has no clue. Now feeling like a bad neighbor had decided that soon she would go there and introduce herself with a nice plate of cookies. Very friendly, neighborly and movie like. The only eventful things she managed to do was hangout with San whenever him and his boyfriend, Jung Wooyoung, hung out. Hongjoong was busy with a Summer job at a vinyl store, one they would go to a lot as kids, which she visited to say hey and have a small conversation with the man before he got too busy. She recently had made a friendโ€ฆmore so acquaintance on a walk in the park. Her name was Kyung Mi and they hit it off right after Chul apologized to her repeatedly after bumping into her and spilling ink all over the sheets she was writing on. After that nothing really interesting happened.
The day had come though, the day of wrecking.
First day of classes.
Chul sighed walking down the scenic way to school, not being able to get much sleep as she was nervous about school. Her camera was hanging from her neck taking quick pictures of whatever caught her eye. She hid her face in her fuzzy, chunky white turtle neck standing in front of a tree that had looked pretty in the light. She stood looking through the pictures she had taken deciding which ones were good enough to place into her portfolio. She was bumped into by someone, causing her to look up. The person quickly apologized, running towards an area she remembered had a small park. She hummed, looking in its direction, noticing a small crowd had started to form. Interest instantly peaked and she walked up to the crowd. She tried her best to dodge people and not bump into anyone as she tried to get a look at what was happening. She let out a breath as she got to the front and groaned when someone bumped into her again. She huffed slowly deeming whatever was being surrounded was not worth it until she looked up.
Her eyes laid on a man. It wasnโ€™t just any man though. He was beautiful almost as if the gods themselves created him to be the most perfect being. He looked like he should be on magazines or in movies. Her eyes couldnโ€™t move from him, and she didnโ€™t realize he was looking directly back at her. He looked at her almost the same way she looked at him. โ€˜Sheโ€™s so beautiful.โ€™ He thought to himself looking her over. Even in casual clothing that was meant to keep her warm over anything else she looked perfect to him. Everyone else noticed him staring at the woman, confused as to why he was paying attention to such a common and normal girl. While they both were lost in their own little worlds, Chul didnโ€™t realize she instinctively took a picture of him with her camera. You couldnโ€™t blame her though; it was her job to take pictures of what was pretty and beautiful.
The sound of the shudder pulled them both out of their thoughts. Just now realizing that the handsome man was staring at her back when he gave her a soft smile. She went completely red, frozen from realizing what she had done. He stepped forward wanting to say something, anything really. Anything to get the pretty woman to stay so he could keep looking at her.ย  But before he could she turned and ran away, screaming inwardly and berating herself for everything she had done. The man couldnโ€™t even process his thoughts until he started to get swarmed again smiling and accepting gifts along with pictures with his fans. The image of the woman in the back of his head.
Chul whined to herself as she walked to the front gates of the school pouting as she waited for Hongjoong to appear and walk her to class. They had decided it would be best to talk instead of going anywhere just to enjoy each otherโ€™s company since it had been a while, they had been able to really enjoy some alone time. Hongjoong stopped in front of her, sitting on his motorbike and quirking an eyebrow at her when he took off his helmet. โ€œWhatโ€™s with the pout buttercup?โ€ He asked, kicking out the stand of the bike making sure it was in a safe place before turning to look at her. She whined more, pout getting bigger as she crashed into his chest. Joong blinked in surprise patting the back of her head, stroking her hair softly.
โ€œIโ€™m so embarrassed.โ€ She muttered into his hard chest. Her answer just caused more confusion to spread on Joongโ€™s face.
โ€œAlrightโ€ฆletโ€™s walk to your building and you can tell me everything that happened. How does that sound?โ€ He said gently, rubbing her back patiently. He was always gentle and Chul loved him for it. She nodded, pulling away and holding onto his arm as they walked into the campus, her rambling about everything that had happened just a mere minutes ago.
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Chul huffed as she heard Hongjoongโ€™s laughter fill her ears. He was laughing at her. How dare he! When she was having a crisis, he was laughing. โ€œIโ€™m sorry. Iโ€™m sorry.โ€ He said repeatedly trying to calm himself. โ€œItโ€™s just not something I would think would happen to you.โ€ He motioned to the camera before continuing to speak. โ€œLet me see the picture. He might be a popular Junior or something, I might know him.โ€ She nodded, pouting a little at his other comment, handing over the camera. Joong looked at the picture intently, eyebrows scrunched. โ€œHe looks extremely familiar.โ€ He muttered, handing the camera back.
โ€œWell, if you happen to remember who he is, please let me know. So, I can apologize to him.โ€ Joong snorted and shook his head ruffling her hair.
โ€œItโ€™s not that bad. Maybe he was looking at you because he thought you were pretty.โ€ Chul shook her head quickly in disagreement.
โ€œNope! Impossible! Now if you excuse me,โ€ She stood up dramatically turning away from him, Joong just laughing more. โ€œI have to go to class.โ€ She flipped her hair even more dramatically, Joong standing and waiting for a second knowing she was going to come back. And he was right she jogged back giving him a quick hug before jogging back to her building. โ€œIโ€™m still mad at you!โ€ She called out Joong shaking his head another time, a fond smile on his face as he waved her off walking back to the front gates and to his motorcycle. Inside the building she pressed the call elevator button. She patiently waited for it to land, stepping into it, and pressing the 4th floor button. The doors started to close before they could fully close though a hand quickly stuck out causing the doors to reopen. The person stepped in and stood next to her. She wasnโ€™t fully paying attention, unsure as to who it was, and the other person was too busy with their music to say anything. By some miracle though they made eye contact both perking up as they realized who it was.
โ€œJungkook!โ€
โ€œChul!โ€ He laughed, giving her a small hug, and realized they were going to the same floor. They stepped out and smiled at each other. โ€œI didnโ€™t expect to see you here. What are you doing here?โ€ A realization hit her as she smiled sheepishly. โ€œI never asked what your major was.โ€ Kook giggled under his breath his iconic bunny smile stretching on his face.
โ€œItโ€™s alright, I didnโ€™t ask either. Iโ€™m a Computer Science major.โ€ He said with a proud smile and his chest puffed out a little. โ€˜Cute.โ€™ Chul thought giving a soft chuckle and smile.
โ€œIโ€™m an Animation major with a minor in Photography.โ€ She said with her own proud smile while Jungkook looked at her with sparkly eyes.
โ€œYou take pictures and animate? I everything you do is amazing!โ€ Chul giggled a small pink blush dusted on her cheeks. She waved her hand dismissively at him.
โ€œItโ€™s not that amazing.โ€
โ€œNonsense! You lie and I wonโ€™t listen to it.โ€ He covered his ears playfully and shook his head. Chul laughed more covering her lips with the back of her hand. While she was busy laughing Jungkook smiled down at her, a little fond with a small blush dusted on the tips of his ears. Her laugh sounded like such pleasant music and her smile was to die for. He never wanted to stop hearing or seeing either one.
โ€œSince youโ€™re a Computer Science major why are you in the art building?โ€ Chul asked, pulling Kook out of his little fantasies, his blush growing darker.
โ€œOh, Iโ€™m here for a painting requirement. Which starts in like 5 minutes!โ€ He said a little frantic, starting to speed walk towards the direction of the class. Chul bit her bottom lip to hold back a laugh especially when Kook turned and walked backwards waving at her frantically. โ€œBye! Letโ€™s meet after our classes end! Iโ€™ll text you when Iโ€™m done.โ€ He called out, she waved back nodding her head along to what he was saying. She turned to walk to her drawing class, texting Hongjoong a short message saying she might be a little late to meet him since she will be catching up with a new friend. The only response she got was a little shock emoji which caused Chul to roll her eyes before stepping into her class.
She smiled as she sat down, finding she couldnโ€™t hold it back even if she tried.
She was actually looking forward to this.
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ใƒปใ‚œใ‚œใƒป๏ผŽ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ“œโ˜•๏ธ ๐๐ž๐ข๐ ๐ก๐›๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ
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โ˜๏ธ ๐Ž๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ !
๐Ÿต ๐ˆ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐๐ž๐จ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž: @armysantiny, @monsterhigh-cb, @faywithlove, @moonprismo, @iridescentxstars, @felicityroth
๐Ÿป ๐‘๐ž๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐š๐ ๐ž๐! ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐›๐š๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ, ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ! ^^
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๐Ÿšช๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ!
โ•ฐโ”ˆโžค ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ: ๐€ ๐๐ž๐ฐ ๐’๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ โ•ฐโ”ˆโžค ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ: ๐’๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐–๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐€ ๐’๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž โ•ฐโ”ˆโžค ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘: ๐‚๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐’๐จ๐จ๐งโ€ฆ
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หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท ๐Ÿ‚โœ๏ธ @honey-andmilkteaโ€‹ - ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ฏ๐ž๐, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ž๐๐ข๐ญ, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ ๐ข๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ณ๐ž, ๐ž๐ญ๐œ.
: ฬ—ฬ€โž› ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿชต๐Ÿชถ ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐๐ข๐ญ! @danowh0re
: ฬ—ฬ€โž› ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿชต๐Ÿชถ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง: ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ–.๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ”.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘
: ฬ—ฬ€โž› ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿชต๐Ÿชถ ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž๐: ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ.๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ–.๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘
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