annyeongz - 2am stranger [ii.]

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"i've always been so thankful after you save me from that strange person last week. i never know i could run that fast when being chase by a knife" this tall kid beside me whispered as she nudged my side and giggles. "you even got yourself a wound. i'm so sorry"

"rather have a wound than watch you being killed"

"you've got a good ass point" we laughed. "so it's also been a week since you started seeing that girl, are you in some conflicts? c'mon atleast share some information" leeseo pointed yujin inside the store while we peek behind a car.

"we're cheating. c'mon let's go"

"uuh... i don't– see anyone beside her though?" she kept on looking at the store as i drag her away. i just chuckled. "such a fool" i saw her smirked.

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"fucker!"

"yujin, it's really okay" i giggled, pulling her fingers downs to somehow convince her it's really ok to watch your skateboard be split in half as a wheel run over it.

i'm already on the ground, laughing my ass off and she's still standing, much angrier than me.

"that car didn't even say sorry!" she pointed the car, already away.

"there's nothing sentimental about this, you know. i'd just buy again" i shrugged, holding the two pieces of my board.

she looked down at me, eyes so widened.

"i mean–" shit. what am i suppose to say now? "can you sit down for a moment?" and so she did but her stare stays.

"don't need to explain" she chuckled, picking up the other half of my board and hugged it.

"that's yours now and this is mine" i poked her waist using my other half.

"you're so stupid" she glared, frowning. how am i stupid tho...

"you're stupider" i stuck my tounge out.

"you're stupidest"

"you're the stupidestest"

"you're the stupidest of all the stupids"

"okay, ms. dimple" i raised both of my hands. "hey should we go to somewhere? kinda bored since i can't skate right now" she just said yes and picked up her piece of board with herself.

"where's leeseo?" she suddenly asked, dusting off her pants. yes, i've introduced them to each other already when one time we met while i'm with the kid.

standing as to match her level– "in church for some... poetry? like killing society? i forgot the movie name she used as an example to describe their group. it is not a cult" i just did an explanation. not sure if right tho.

"oh"
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a sigh just occurred at my lips as by looking at the two guards from the bush we're hiding at, i'm more than sure this will be a tough breaking in session.

"you know we could go to beach or river, right?" ahn yujin asked, sounded like a pissed off miss dimple but i couldn't care less.

"regret with a risk or without?"

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"holy shit! son of a bitch!" i just kept on wheezing with yujin running behind me, a cursing mess after we just– well...

got caught entering the museum at the back.

i mean well of course they will also be having guards at the back but they were asleep. as we thought. they're too good of an actor for that.

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