“Hyung, can you please replace me on this date?” Jiyong repeatedly asked me and it was really getting annoying at this point because he’s been asking me, texting me, ing calling me in the middle of the ING NIGHT WHILE I WAS HAVING THE BEST ING DREAM EVER. (Sighs) Sorry if I seem like I’m ing mad because I AM ING MAD AND ANNOYED BY HIS CONSTANT PESTERING. But at the same time, I feel bad for him because this idiot already has a girlfriend whom he’s planning to propose shortly.

Fine, if it’s going to stop him from ruining my good night’s sleep then so be it. “, Ji. ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT, I’ll ing do it. You happy now?” I yelled at him to which he just burst out laughing at my misery. If this idiot wasn’t my best friend, I could’ve just stabbed him 28 times. “Thanks, hyung. Don’t forget, Power’s Ramyeon at 8 tonight” he said before kissing my cheeks which made me push him and lift my fist up at him. “Disgusting” I said and he just laughs at me even more.

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A FEW HOURS LATER

POWER’S RAMYEON RESTAURANT

7:50 PM

Here I am sitting at the reserved table in Power’s Ramyeon and the person hasn’t showed up yet. I mean, to be fair though. I was the early bird since I arrived here like 10 minutes before now. “Goddamn Kwon Jiyong, I swear