The Park
Who TF Are You Guys?Suzy's Prov.
Wow, I really don't know who they are and they got to be jerks, especially my so-call "brother" and Jaebeom. What have I ever done to deserve being tricked like a , but then again my life has always . That's no surprise.
There was a newspaper on a bench so I decided to read what currently happening in this world.
There was a section in the newspaper where missing people were.
"Suzy" Oh so my parents are actually looking for me.
'Please if anybody sees my daughter, call 985-3816, we love her every much'
"Ha, love me my ," I said to myself. I put on my earphone to pretend to listen to music so no one could bother me.
-End of Suzy's Prov.-
Meanwhile back at Suzy's family's house her parents were arguing.
", this is why out daughter left because you can't do ," her dad slapped her mother on the face.
", don't even touch me, this is your fault, who's THE TTEST FATHER there ever was," her mother yelled back, she headed to the door and slammed it as she left, clamping his fingers.
"SON OF A ," he yelled.
Wooyoung was looking for Suzy everywhere so was Taecyeon.
"Mind if I sit with you?" a man tapped on Suzy's shoulder.
"What are you doing here, I thought you hated me also."
"Actually I did in the beginning, a little but I think you're fun and cute now," Taecyeon said.
"Oh, aha."
"What song are you listening to?" he asked.
"Nothing, it tricks people so that they won't talk and bother me," she help up the unplugged earphone wire.
"Oh, well I guess you're ok, sorry about Jae and Junho," he hugged her.
"Don't be sorry, they should be the ones saying it to me."
Wooyoung was running around the park and saw them hugging.
'Urgh, I'm losing in everything' he said to himself.
"Hey, you're ok," Wooyoung siad when he approched them. They sprang apart.
"Hah, of course," she scratched her hair a little.
"That's good, want togo shopping?" he asked her.
"OH YESH!" she jumped up.
"Ok, let's go, you to Taecyeon," he smirked at his best friend.
They made eye contact like as if who can win Suzy over.
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