Grass Field
MatchaLast night was like a dream. Short and fleeting.
Time spent with Jimin had always been like that. Jihoon didn't like it though- it makes it as if he never existed in the first place. Always appearing at nighttime and never there when she opens her eyes in the bright morning.
Slowly sitting up, she glances at her open window and smiled. The weather looked beautiful.
Despite it being winter, the sun was out from it's confinement and there seemed to be a gentle breeze making its rounds. The way the trees slightly tilt with every passing second is just one evidence.
After a moment of appreciation for nature, Jihoon climbs out of her bed and gives her body a proper stretch before her day begins once again.
She whips her hair into a messy bun before taking her toiletries and heading towards the bathroom, hoping for it to be free of any other human beings. Lucky for her, it sure was free. Honestly, the whole house seemed to be deserted of any life. Sure it was a little early but she had at least thought that one of the other housemates would be up and running. Do they all have night jobs or...?
She truly wondered.
After taking a warm, morning bath, Jihoon opens the fridge to fish out the bottle of milk she bought last night. It should be around here- she thought. But as she searched through the fridge in a meticulous manner, there was no signs of the said object. She looks around, obviously confused.
"I swear I got them" she whispered to no one in particular.
Just as she was about to check once more, a very drowsy-looking Taehyung exits from his room. His hair was heavily disheveled with half-lidded eyes adorning his fa
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