CH2 ♡ A poem and a roommate

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“Just had a fight with my roommate”
“he’s a bit loud sometimes”

The typing symbols appeared again.

-“Man, that sounds awful!”
-“Hope you are doing fine now”

“I'm still mad about it”
“But it's not that big of an issue”

“Anyway, what are you doing?”

Suddenly her current situation sparked an inspiration. What if the someone who admired their co-worker was supposed to work together with them and then they started to get closer, only to realise that both of them cannot stand each other at all? She quickly scribbled the first words that got into her head down on the yellowing paper.

One day we were put together,
Yet every time I tried to talk to you
My hopes for love went to never

The notification sound of her phone popped up again. Felix answered, great! Quickly she turned on the screen and typed her password into the digital keyboard.

-”Well I am baking right now”
-”Sorry if I can't reply immediately”

“cool!”
“What are you making?”

-“I am making Brownies”
-”If you want I can bring you some tomorrow”

“You don't have to”
“But thanks”

-”It doesn't bother me”

She would be lying if she didn't crave some sweet snacks right now. It would bring more delight into this stressful task.

“I guess then”
“Where do you wanna meet then?”

-”How about the courtyard near the finance major rooms?”
-”Do you have time around noon?”

“My first lecture ends around 13:00”

-”Great, then let's meet after that!”

Brownies for lunch. Y/n was sure that this might be the best thing to eat after tomorrow's lecture. Especially with that professor, they get really boring quickly. The thought of that matter quickly brought her back to the scribbled verses representing a joke of a poem. Even now her thoughts were devoid of any further ideas. She read through the thing again.

When I saw you that day
My heart was struck
Yet I never found a way
To tell you my love.

Everyday when you work
My heart pounds loud
I can’t stop to lurk
I want to get out.

One day we were put together,
Yet every time I tried to talk to you
My hopes for love went to never

It struck her and the idea Y/n got flew immediately to paper.

In my vision you were so kind
But that image was now shaken
It feels like you were just a lie
My feelings in a burning haven

One line left, she thought to herself. One mighty line that would complete that work. It could be an epic end verse. Or a verse added to the incomplete mess in the previous strophe. She decided for the former.

Y/n raised the pencil in a slow manner. She stared at the yellowed page. The scribbles and lined through sentences, on her laptop the rhyming websites, the morning glories on her windowsill, the sounds of the horrendous splatter movie by her roommate and the messages from Felix about his brownies - all these things and experiences of that hour passed her mind. Y/n lowered the pencil to the notebook pencil and wrote.

Just who were you all along?

She counted the verses again. 1..2..3….16, perfect! She sighed in relief and closed the notebook. No more poetry for today. Y/n slumped into her seat and soon was sitting on it like a turtle. Now she just had to hope her professor wouldn't grade it badly the next day.

The door slammed open. She turned around… Seungmin.

“Here, an old pair of in-ears I found.”

He tossed a pair of headphones towards her direction. Y/n caught them quickly. “Since when are you-?”

He closed the door again.

She looked at the pair. They were in-ear headphones with cable and an adapter for the phone to connect with. She reached for her phone and plugged the adapter and cable together. As soon as she started playing some music she could hear the groans and screams from her roommate’s room again. These things were shit. Absolute garbage. Where the hell can you even get something of this horrible quality? Did he want to mess with her or did he lazily try to seem like a considerate person for once? It didn't matter to her.

The door opened again.

“Don't forget to clean today, by the way.”

It closed. Y/n stared at the door. Not the cleaning duty…


----- a/n finally I released the second chapter so I hope you like it, I just realised now that this story is very slow burn oh god

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