a/n: I seriously don't know if i should put it here or what, but since I'm too lazy to create another foreword and stuff... I've decided to put it here. (whuuut am i even saying?) So , yes.. forgive me if this story is also a trash written by a trash, but like what i've been telling you.. this stories are composed of all my firsts. Please enjoy and comment down below.

[asdfghj] - Seungkwan's thought
asdfghjk - Message Body

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BOO's POV

[MESSAGING]

HANSOLIE(28)                           Today,2xxx

……(9)                                       Feb,2xxx

…...(10)                                      Feb,2xxx

……(8)                                       Feb,2xxx

……(14)                                     Feb,2xxx

…….(12)                                    Feb,2xxx

SEUNGCHEOL(15)                     Feb,2xxx

SEOKMIN(20)                            Feb,2xxxx

SOONYOUNG(20)                      Feb, 2xxx

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Bunch of messages appears on his phone the moment he opened it. It’s been a month since he came back to Jeju and his phone was off since then. He just can’t have the courage to open it before, but now he think it’s already fine. Although his hands are trembling, he was able to open Hansol’s latest message.

From: Hansolie

To: Me

                We’re now done promoting our album Seungkwan and guess what?