in which she moves schools and he becomes her popular, attractive classmate. but what happens when things change, and she battles an undeniable, burning attraction for him?
("with benefits" trope)
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!! tw: strong language, making out (nothing sexual...
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- EPISODE THIRTY TWO -
shatter original story by @wonylattee
song of the chapter: serendipity - laufey
—— them (13+ mention of su1c1d3 and su1c1d@l tendencies. please do not ever think about topics like this, even if things seem hopeless, it will clear up. u r enough.)
IT WAS A normal Saturday. The day had begun like no other. Haejin had woken up and gotten ready, not even having time to say goodbye to her dad as she rushed to get to work at the convenience store.
It was the usual three, Seona, Jay and Haejin. It was the usual costumers, the mean old lady and her cigarettes, the builders from the construction site down the block and the middle school wannabe skater boys from the park.
"Huh?" Haejin abruptly awoke from her nap, as her phone began to buzz in her pocket. She rubbed her tired eyes, stretching slightly. Jay was busy restocking the shelves while Seona was busy scrolling on her phone.
"Hello?" Haejin answered her phone, not even bothering to look at the caller ID. Her voice was tired, and she stifled a yawn as she fiddled with the stings of her hoodie. It was Riki.
Seona glanced up from her phone. She watched as Haejin's eyebrows furrowed gradually, and her voice began to quiver with panic. "What?! He's in the hospital?!"
Haejin began to fumble around, zipping up her hoodie as she held her phone to her ear. "I'm coming right now." Seona's eyes grew wide with worry, as she watched as Haejin ran out of the store.
"Haejin-" She called out, craning her neck. As soon as the door had slammed behind Haejin, he came running in. "Where did she go?!" he asked.
Seona looked back at the door, then at him. "The hospital, but why-"
He was already gone.
"How can I help you, darling?" The old lady at the front reception asked. Her wire rimmed glasses bounced slightly on her nose bridge as she looked at the panic stricken girl in front of her.
"I'm looking for Mr Jeong. Jeong Jaehyeon." The lady nodded. "He's my father," Haejin quickly added, the lady beginning to type on the keyboard.
