baekhyun gripped the handles of his over priced Swedish back pack he found on some aesthetic,second hand, pro-environmentalist website that probably had all their merchandise made by underpaid people in third world countries. He walked through the dewy morning grass with scuffed up white slide on vans, rising sunshine reflecting off his high golden cheek bones. extending a hand over top his forehead squinting to see the new little café that had opened up a few weeks ago about three minutes from his class.
I was going to be late anyways
Thought the short boy as he sauntered over to the small minimalistic vegan shop. As he grabbed the stainless steel handle attached to the already smudged glass door; there was a faint little 'ding' as he walked in, cold air hitting him. It smelled like coconuts, and something else sweet yet sultry he just couldn't bring himself to place, like walking down a board walk at golden hour with the shimmering azure watering reflecting small rainbows on to people and objects all around; so many pretty people, so many pretty places
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1:45pm
Fanfiction"and when I wake up?" "I'll still be right here" I don't know when to stop loving you
