Mystic Messenger: Some game that is directed to females who dream of having a 2D boyfri-// slapped. *cough*
Female oriented dating game. Made in Korea.
NOTE: (U/N) = Username
Also you are trying for the Zen route (Sorry for those who dislike him)
《No spoilers will be in the story》
You were currently at your boyfriend's house and you were doing homework together. Your boyfriend was sitting opposite of you on the table. Suddenly, the your phone beeped with new notications.
ikemann_ , Baseballfreak liked your post! 5:30PM
Kayanoooo, Nagi, Assano, Teresucker 5:31PM
MYSTIC MESSENGER: Zen sent you a text! New chat room opened. 5:30PM
One particular message had you hyped. You squealed in excitement as you opened the app, not trying to disturb your boyfriend. He was currently burried in a book and was reading away.
DAY 4, CHATROOM 5:30
※IS JUMIN HAN GAY?※
707, ZEN, YOOSUNG, JUMIN, JAEHEE
Hello there Zen!
【You've received a heart from Zen】
You giggle softly as you have just received a heart from the silver haired male. Your boyfriend looks up from him giving you a 'are you serious' look. Shrugging, he continues to study while you crawl deeper into MysMes Hell.
Assistant Jaehee please fill me in the latest news!
＜YOOSUNG HAS ENTERED THE CHAT ROOM ＞
l do it for you Mr. Han! (^ з^)
｛Shows image of the news
"IS JUMIN HAN GAY"｝
(U/N)! Don't listen to him!~
You laugh really loudly at what 707 has posted on the group chat. While you were laughing your boyfriend created up behind you, leaning over your shoulder. "(Y/N), what are you doing?" he asks intrigued.
You scream and quickly turn your phone off, leaving him to be more suspicious.
"Ummmm.... nothing!" you gleefully reply.
"Yeah right.... screaming when your boyfriend looks his girlfriend's phone," he smirks.
YOU ARE READING
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