forgot that you existed
invisible string
-I like shiny things but I'll marry you with paper rings-
"What are these?"
Sehun cleared his throat, "Letters. From Bae Joohyun. She has been sending them to the wrong address."
Junmyeon scrutinized one of the letters thoroughly, brows knotted on his forehead. Sehun watched him with curiosity as he judged the envelope. The older guy shook his head, "I know no one by that name."
"Bae Joohyun...from London. Queen Court, doesn't ring any bell?" Sehun tried again. Junmyeon shook his head quite instantly, not even giving it a thought. "Oh...I--"
"Is there a picture inside?" Junmyeon asked before Sehun could take his leave. "That I could use? My memory isn't really good with names of girls, I'm sorry," that right there explained his character, so many girls in his life that he didn't care for a name.
"No," Sehun replied dryly. Weirdly, it infuriated him when he barely even knew the girl. He wanted to speak in her defense and also sympathize with her while the object of her affection and utmost fascination waved her letters off. "Well then, I guess I'm mistaken," he said before turning his back on Junmyeon.
Junmyeon only smiled at him, "How is the Math Club holding up? You're the president, I suppose?"
"I am not," Sehun answered, eyes traveling towards the gate of the Literature building where he was supposed to find Jennie. "It's alright. We're waiting for the funds actually. In the talks of an Olympiad of some sort so..." Sehun caught the familiar high ponytail from the spaces between the bushes and took the chance, "I-I gotta go."
"Yes, of course. Let me know if you need any help with the negotiations with the principal."
"Thank you," Sehun nodded, "Thank you so much," there wasn't a smile on his face. He just felt blank right now, about Junmyeon. Of course Sehun never respected this creepy dude no matter his sparkling set of grades he always rode on. Junmyeon, who liked to brag about the admiration the principal had for him, returned to his phone while Sehun walked away.
"Synonyms are weird as ," Jennie began complaining the moment she set her eyes on him and Sehun stuffed the letters into his bag with the least bit of attention. "If I invite someone to my cottage in the forest, it is so nice and cozy but if I invite you to my cabin in the woods, it becomes scary immediately."
"Both ways sound equally catastrophic if you are inviting."
Jennie slapped his backpack with her notepad and pouted, "Stop flexing your vocabulary to me. You're supposed to be a math person." Sehun laughed at her comment before taking up the initiative to go home. Jennie follo
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