ibyh | 6
i'll be your home | l. markStepping into the vacant elevator that parted its doors for her, Soojung pressed the button for the 10th floor and waited for it to close again. Impatiently tapping her foot as she waited for the elevator to get to the 10th floor, her hands gripped onto both straps of her backpack. She sighed heavily as she brough her phone up to read her new text messages.
Mark:
i'm on the 10th floor
apartment 127
The girl rolled her eyes as she noticed the apartment complex's number. Did they specifically rent this place just because it fit their group's unit name too? As the elevator made a 'ding' to signal its arrival on the 10th floor, Soojung shoved her hands into the pockets of her sweats as she stepped out. Eyes scanning each apartment's numbers, she eventually spotted the one apartment she sought for. 127, huh. Well, here goes.
Soojung hesitated a couple times, but finally rang the door of the apartment she stood in front of. She could hear running on the other side of the door before the click of the door unlocking right after. The door roughly swung open, revealing a rather tall boy with a huge puppy-like grin. She mentally identified this male as one of the members, Jungwoo. "You must be here for Mark! Come on in! He's washing up real quick, but he'll be out as soon as possible. The male motioned her to walk in, only gently shutting the door once she entered.
In there, she was noticed by a rather familar older man that stood by the kitchen's island. His eyes narrowed and eyebrows knit together as if he was studying her. "Jungwoo, mind explaining why a girl is in your dorm?"
Her eyes darted over at the said male as he quickly replied to the man. "Oh, this is Mark's math tutor because he was falling behind. Don't worry, we trust her!"
The man seemed pretty skeptical over the entire situation and sighed out of stress. Soojung kept asking herself who he was because she found him a little familiar. The man snapped his head at Jaehyun, who happened to walk out of his room holding two winde glasses filled with water. "For the billionth time, can you pigs please wash and put up each cup you use? And why are you always drinking out of wine glasses?!" That was when it finally hit her; the rather familiar form of scolding quickly reminded her of the same man she shared the elevator with not too long ago. That night, she overheard him yelling on the phone about pizza.
The man soon brought his attention back onto the girl standing aw
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