hi hello
clap for me for being a dumbfuck lmao I rarely check my appearance on the mirror and earlier I fixed my hair, looking at a fucking glass door in the corridor and then I realized that there's people inside that room.

:)

im so embarrassed, don't touch me

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"MINSEUL WAKE UP!"

my eyes cracked open, hearing some voices outside my house. I rolled off the sheets to check the clock, seeing that it's half past 4am.

what now?

lazily, I walked to the window to check the noises. dear goodness, it's dark outside but three boys are already down there, waiting for me.

I washed my face for a bit before proceeding downstairs to open the front door. I didn't bother changing my sleepwear because it's too early in the morning to get super dressed.

plus, jihoon was also in his pajamas. how cute right?

seungkwan, hansol and jihoon stood before me. what do you expect? they're the original roast boys.

"what do you need?" I interrogated

"peace and sleep," jihoon answered "but guess what? we won't be having that today because stupid seungkwan is excited about this stupid roast and I don't fucking know why I have to be picked up at my house, inside my bedroom, while I'm asleep, at exactly 3 in the morning when I'm happily dreaming about taking over korea and then some dude just wakes me up and forces me to go with him by violently dragging me across the wooden fucking floor."

"no chill," hansol chuckled

"i'm honestly so pissed," jihoon gritted his teeth

"use a bathroom," I joked

"fuck off."

"dude, chill."

"fuck off."

"okay."

seungkwan let me change my clothes before going with them for a "trip" to hell. just before I was about to go down, decided to tell winwin about what I'm up to.

"boy, wake up," I shook him gently. he slowly opened his eyes, blinked repeatedly, before smiling at me

"good morning minseul!"

"it's 4am and i'm going out with jihoon, hansol and boo. if nakamoto calls you or anything, do not answer. you need to stay away from him, okay?"

"why?" he frowned "i can't survive without yuta."

"just for this day, sicheng. please."

"okay."

"sleep well!" I gave him a hug before leaving him again to go with the three boys.

I hopped inside the car, feeling sleepy. I was seated next to hansol. jihoon was next to boo who's in charge of the wheel.

"please don't let seungkwan drive, I don't wanna end up in a hospital again,"  I sighed "I mean. I do want to see doyoung again but no."

"minseul, as much as I want to drive, I can't, because I can barely keep my eyes open," jihoon told me

"plus, i'm the only energetic one here!" seungkwan announced "trust me, we will be fine!"

hansol, jihoon and I sighed in defeat. fortunately, the ride went well.

"are we not going to eat for breakfast though?" I interrogated "I need coffee."

"Starbucks!" hansol threw his hands up

"no, I'm trying to save money," I chuckled

"how about this diner nearby that belongs to my father's ex girlfriend?" seungkwan suggested

"your father's what?"

"ex girlfriend! it's a nice place but the owner is not nice to me."

"why did you even suggest that?" I asked

"so that I could introduce you guys to another irrelevant bitch in my life!" seungkwan happily replied

"sounds fun, let's go there," jihoon told the boy.

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"sunny boo?" I read the sign as soon as we arrived at the place.

"yeah, dad and her used to manage this. and then she cheated, left my father brokenhearted and then shit happened. when dad left, she started wanting him back," seungkwan told us as we walked to the entrance. he confidently pushed the doors and stepped in, stealing the attention of the customers

"good morning sunny boos!" seungkwan shouted. a stressed out looking lady with a pitcher of orange juice in her hand shot a glare, as if she was judging us.

"why are you here?" she rudely questioned

"to eat!" boo answered "guys, meet cheryl. if you're wondering why her name doesn't sound korean, well, she's not 100% korean and she's weird too."

"cheryl blossom?" hansol asked

"hansol, no," jihoon responded

"okay"

"hi cheryl," I greeted. the lady did not respond. she only rolled her eyes and gave us a copy of the menu.

"do we get free food because we're friends with the son of the man you love?" hansol interrogated

"no!" cheryl shot a stare at the boy, but then smiled in an instant "but i could charge you less if you want, because you're a cutie."

"gross," jihoon grouched as he read the menu

"stupid kids," cheryl muttered before leaving.

"wow cheryl is not happy with your presence," I told seungkwan

"I can relate," jihoon added, earning a glare from boo.

after our stressful breakfast, seungkwan drove us again to our second destination which is...

now that I think about it,
I don't really know where.

"yo seungkwan, where are we going?" I asked and hansol clapped three times

"you'll find out."

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"Well shit," I said once we reached the destination. I kind of expected this place because of course, the target is daein so it should be daein's house

"yein is in there, right?" jihoon asked

"yes!"

"but...won't she hate us for doing some shit to her sister?" hansol interrogated

"she doesn't mind," I answered "as long as we don't hurt her a lot."

"where are the parents though?"

"I don't know," I replied. to be honest, it's risky for us to break in, not knowing where the parents are.

but because this is fiction and most fictional books are cliché and stupid, when we reached the back part of the house to search for weak spots, we heard a car engine, and a lady's voice yelling 'yein, daein, we will be back at night'

and of fucking course, it's the mother and father

"booyah, no parents!" seungkwan announced

wow.

I casually walked to the back door and held the knob to turn it. when I found out that it was locked, I gave up and told the boys to give up as well because I'm so done with breaking in and I want to sleep at home.

it's fucking 5:12 in the morning.

"girl. don't give up," boo told me

"she's right, let's give up and waste time on sleeping," jihoon agreed

"no no, I refuse!"

"then stay here, we'll go home," I replied.

just when I held jihoon's wrist and tried to drag him back to the front side of the house, we heard some groaning from the small balcony upstairs, just above us

hansol grabbed my hand and we ran near the back door so we wouldn't be seen in case daein walks to the balcony to check something out.

"so she decided to have her room at the back part of the house, unlike in her old home," hansol muttered "because she thought it would be hard for us to know."

"not so smart," jihoon added

we started to hear the faintest sound of daein's voice, along with a boy.

"making out at 5am. great morning routine," I said

"you and soonyoung should try that out," jihoon told me

"ew, why don't you try it with him?"

later on, the voices became clearer. I started to conclude that daein and the boy are already on the balcony part of her room.

"what do we do?" I asked boo, who was adjusting his phone on a selfie stick.

"we record this, boo seungkwan style."

seungkwan carefully made his way to the side of where we were, until he was visible enough to be seen if someone looks downright from the balcony. he extended his arm while holding the selfie stick and starts to record with his phone.

hansol and I were nervous as fuck as we watched him do his thing (jihoon was chill)

then after about two minutes, seungkwan ran back to us and stopped the record.

we carefully started to sneak to the front part of the house and then back inside the car.

"LET'S WATCH!" seungkwan told us. the rest of us leaned in to see the phone before seungkwan pressed play.

and then we were scarred, and wished that we didn't watch the fucking video