(woozi view)
woah, dang. she literally slammed the door infront of me, i seriously sometimes don't understand girls. i knocked on her door gently. no answer. knocked again. no answer. whatever, i'll just head downstairs to the living room. i held my phone in my hand. and headed downstairs, my mom and y/n's mom were there. i forcefully pushed my self onto the couch.
"jihoonie, are you okay?" my mom asked.
"yeah." i replied.
"oh, is it because my y/n is in a bad mood?" y/n's mom questioned.
"sorta-"
"don't worry, she'll lighten up more soon. i hope she does. but i just doubt she'll stay like that." y/n's mom said.
"oh okay..." i said. i leaned onto the couch and went on my phone.
