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[7:08 pm]

Xiaojun looked at you in shock and concern while you “dyed” your hair with a yellow highlighter to look like his.

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Mom... come pick me up... I am scared of them

I WILL. JUST WAIT FOR IT.

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[2:00 pm]

Your heart broke into pieces when you saw Lucas kissing another girl in the corner of a classroom. You felt your eyes getting watery the moment they broke the kiss and he looked at you with a smirk. You try to hold back your tears and run out of the school as fast as you could.

“How silly of me to believe Lucas would love me as he told me he would. He is still a player after all and I knew he wouldn't change himself just for me.” It was the only thing you could think of while crying on the way to somewhere. A place that you didn't even know where it would end up, you just knew that it would be far from him.

YOU FRICKING GO GIRL. THAT WAS A M A Z I N G

Not amazing. Amazing is a strong word.

But thank you :D

What do people do when their insomnia gets too bad? Like, too much to handle?

8:24 pm \

"oh, you wanna have a staring contest now? alright, let's go. on the count of three, okay? one, two, three, go!" you shout and stare at the computer screen in front of you intensely, a fancam of donghyuck playing on it with you declaring a staring contest whenever he would look at the camera for more than five seconds.

you can feel your eyes burning, but luckily, he moves his gaze to the side to focus on the upcoming move in the choreography, and you squeeze your eyes shut and grin once you open them again. "looks like I won the starting contest then, hm?" you grin to yourself, not believing that you were actually having fun by doing this.

right as those words leave your mouth, donghyuck walks into your room, a bag of chips in his hands. he looks to the left, witnessing you watching a fancam of him as a smirk slowly makes its way onto his face.

he tosses the unopened bag of chips onto your bed, making his way towards you as you swivel your chair to face him. surprise was etched all over your face as he places both of his hands on the arms of the chair and leans forward. "ready for a real staring contest now, y/n?"

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Gaza and trauma.