title: guess the point of this story
author: amusingmurdermachine
characters: nameless OC, Kai (EXO), Sehun (EXO)
genre/theme: slice of life; teenage angst

i love oh sehun. honest to god, even though i feel like whipping his sassy occasionally, i love that goofball to bits. it’s just that sometimes, he says and does godforsaken things that shorten my lifespan (and possibly, lessen the number of my hair strands, too) – i can only take so much stress, you know?

these past few weeks, particularly, i’ve been begging him to quit shipping me so openly with jongin, because for the love of god i’m liking it way too much and it’s not good for my mental health because i know for a fact that he wouldn’t ever like me back it’s embarrassing the out of me. it’s gotten so bad, that i had given up on apologizing to the gorgeous tan boy every single day, and i could no longer look him in the eyes.

why, you say? why am i so sure that jongin doesn’t like me back? ok. let me describe myself: i’m a very awkward teenager with very low self-esteem and i don’t particularly give off an attractive sense of femininity, since i never flirt with boys or wear very girly clothes. sure, i grew my hair long, and some of my friends say i’m cute (but i think that’s just because i’m short as ). and though i have a fair skin color, it’s uneven in places. i’m also chubby, relatively pimply, and i have blackheads on my nose. i have dandruff, i have cellulites, stretch marks at the back of my legs and some other places, my eyesight , my lips are usually dry since i don’t use lip products (or any other miscellaneous facial or skin care products that girls my age usually fuss about). and so, if make-up and feminine clothes are the definition of a girl, then perhaps, i’m not one.