friday night

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When I get back to my home, I grab a snack and run up to my room. As I start to change into my clothes, I feel something in the back pocket of my jeans. I reach in and take out a small, folded piece of paper. Hoseok. I change into sweatpants and a t-shirt and pick up my phone. I start a new message with him that says "Hey, is this Hoseok?" I don't even know why I'm so nervous. Maybe because I don't know him? Or maybe it was the smirks and winks he threw at me at the mall.. no.. it can't be. I turn on the tv and throw myself on my bed. A few seconds later I hear my phone go off. 

"Yes, this is Hoseok :))"

I feel my heart skip a beat. I respond quickly and create a new contact.

Jung Hoseok

Man..

Jung Hoseok.

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