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Like when Bradangelina got together, I was pushed to the side like Aniston.Hello, the polling results came out and minho won. I just put up the poll to know where your feelings are; NOT to change the story or whatever. I have a plan for this story that I'll hope you like.
I woke up to someone shaking me and calling my name. I see Jino smiling sweetly at me, gently saying that I need to get up. I sat up rubbing my right eye and yawning.
“Oh, so cute.~” Jino said, poking my cheek. I swatted his hand away from me.
“What time is it?” I asked, yawning again.
“Five o’clock.”
“In the morning?”
“Yep.” Jino smiled. I groaned. “Let me walk you home.”
I got up, “No, you don’t have to do that.”
Jino putting on his shoes, said, “At least, let me walk you half way.” I gave up and we walked out his house. The walk was quiet and a little awkward as we walked with a two-foot gap between us. As we reached the beginning of my street, we stopped.
“Jino,” I started, looking at the ground, “I had a good time, honestly. You’re also fun to be around.”
“So, I’ll see you at school. Later.” We hugged and I continued up my street. As I got closer to my house, I saw a figure sitting on my doorstep.
“Minho, what are you doing here so early?” Seeing this makes me second guess him about him staying on my stoop for hours.
“I want to talk to you.” Then he looked me over, “Where were you coming from and what are you wearing?”
I looked down on myself and I realized that I left Jessica’s red cardigan. I rolled my eyes and walked passed him to open the door. “I’m wearing clothes and I’m coming from a friend house.”
Minho followed me inside and closed the door, “Krystal, why are you like this?”
“Like what? Angry? All attitude?”
“Talk to me, please, Krystal, I’m your friend.”
I spin around and glare at him, “Friend? Talk? You should be the last person talking about that.” I growled out. “You didn’t talk to me. Not a word. I found out like a person who didn’t know you.” I turned around and lifted my head up as I
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