『 han jisung 』

"What the.." I watched in disbelief as my roommate nonchalantly packed his things. He was moving out today. It was also his first day being my roommate.

"Sorry mate, I got another room." My soon to be ex-roommate flashed a charming smile before exiting. The door creaked shut behind him.

"Bruh he didn't even tell me his name.."

I sighed. Orientation day was already a pain in the butt and now I lost my hot ass blond roommate. Way to start my college life, thank you lords. I'm very happy. Tsk.

Before I could dwell in my thoughts, an unpleasant smell made me scrunch my nose. I grabbed my shirt to sniff it. O shit, it's me. I stink.

As someone who loves the water, I didn't realize I spent over an hour in the shower. 84 minutes, to be more precise. Maybe the record would've been more impressive if only someone didn't knock on the room door.

Once I threw some clothes on, I swung the door open, not really bothering to wipe my hair dry.

I opened the door to heaven.

My brain refused to form comprehensible sentences, so I simply stared in awe at the pretty brunette before me, luggage in one hand while the other held onto a cat stuffie.

He stared back with his mesmerizing caramel eyes, and I felt my face needed to be frozen asap or it'd melt off. What is he so beautiful for?

He cleared his throat and tilted his head, leaning forward a bit. He moved back, slightly widening his eyes, "oh fuck, you're an actual fucking squirrel, dude.."

I could swear my cheeks heated up enough to cook an omelette. I huffed, "Who are you, mean boy?"

He awkwardly looked around, "...uh, your new roommate. Name's Minho."

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Yoh I suck at writing first person aaskdjdk please bear with my cringy chapters

[ The beautiful background paintings in the title edits belong to their rightful owner, Nicholas Verrall. ]