2. Park Chanyeol is way too clingy
And on that same day, he settled a seat beside me.
"Hi!" He greets, extending his abnormally long arm out for a shake.
I just stared at the hand aloofly, brow raised and arms crossed. "Hi."
"My name is Park Chanyeol!"
So? "Okay."
"What's your name?" He questions, grinning stupidly with those teethy smile of his.
"Baekhyun. Byun Baekhyun."
"Ah!" He exclaims, nodding his head in amusement.
He looked almost like those little bobble head thingies in my mom's car.
I hated those. They're just simply irritating.
"Be friends with me?" He asked, still grinning widely, large ears perked up (similarly to an overjoyed puppy).
Friends with him. Um, how bout' a NO. "Sure."
"Yay!"
So when he said 'be friends with me', he actually meant 'take me in as your dog.'
Apparently, 'personal space' barely existed in Park Chanyeol's own little world.
He kept following me everywhere, non stop talking about things I couldn't care less about.
A fucking glue.
This is what I meant by 'way too clingy'.
And just when I thought his fangirls would rip my head off, scoop my eyes out, and eventually feed it to carnivorous sharks, they... surprisingly adored it.
The said girls had 'clubs' taking pictures of both of us and selling it out for actual money.
The actual fuck.
"Why are they taking shots of us?" I asked, sighing loudly.
"Ah, the baekyeol fan club?"
"What?"
"Baekyeol fan club. They squished our names together! Don't you like it? It's cute!" He says approvingly, posing comically for the stalker behind the bush.
I just don't get him.
> So his name is Byun Baekhyun! /hyperventilating/ <
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10 Stupid Reasons To Why I Hate Park Chanyeol
FanfictionI, Byun Baekhyun, will simply put down all the reasons to why I hate that altitudenous giant named Park Chanyeol. Enjoy. Or not. I don't really give a fuck.
