polaroid /bang chan x reader/

part one

y/n pov

i slowly got up to shut off my annoying alarm. i decided to start setting alarms everyday so that i'd  wake up at a normal time to to try and fix my sleep schedule. insomnia is a bitch.

"ugh i hate mornings" i said and lightly tossed my phone next to me after reading my phone saying it was 9 in the morning.

i eventually pulled myself out of bed while tiredly putting on my glasses and lazily running my fingers through my long, straight black hair.

i didn't plan on doing anything special today. maybe going to the art museum like usual. i couldn't draw or paint or write any music or anything creative but i did love looking at artists work. i always trying to feel the emotions they had while creating and try to understand the story behind their creation. art always made my feel comforted and relaxed.

i went to my closet and grabbed a light navy blue tie dyed shirt and held it up against myself in the mirror.

"this will do" i said and put it on with the black leggings i wore to bed. i grabbed a pair of black leather boots to tie the outfit together.

the art museum was only a couple blocks away so i decided to walk. normally i would take the bus or subway since i don't know how to drive yet. being 22 years old and having bad anxiety fuckin sucks and is quite embarrassing being my age and not knowing how to drive. but i don't mind it much anymore since i live in the middle of seoul.

i stepped out of my apartment that i lived alone in. the cool but warm weather hit my face refreshingly. it was fall, the perfect season. i put my headphones in and shuffle played spotify. the first song that played was 'tell me i love you' by ha sungwoon. i've been fangirling extra hard over him lately so i smiled lightly to myself after hearing his voice.

a little ways into the song i started, or attempted, dancing the choreography. i then did the little spin and clumsily bumped into someone. "oh i'm so sorry!!! please forgive me" i said quickly in english without realizing and the man looked at me with confusion and walked away before i could say it in korean instead.

i mentally face palmed myself for doing so. english is my native language so i sometimes speak in english when i talk quick or get frightened.

i'm not from here. i'm originally from australia but my mom and i moved to seoul after my parents divorced when i was 10 years old. i had 3 younger siblings but they stayed with my father. i would be lying if i said i didn't miss them. but my dad and i never had a good relationship so i didn't want to be around him.

i also left my best friend, mika. you know what a platonic soulmate is right?? it's your soulmate without the romantic crap. well lenore is my soulmate. we are so so so similar and she's helped me with more than she'll ever know. we keep in contact quite a lot and we usually fangirl over our biases and whatnot.

when we visit each other we go on adventures and get into dangerous situations but it always makes cherish-able memories. when we're together we laugh uncontrollably, we're just a couple crackheads.

my mom got a job as a manager for a clothing store in america after i graduated high school and she offered for me to go with her but i decided to stay here. my heart is in korea. i didn't go to college nor did i ever want to, it just wasn't my thing. ever since then i've been labeled as a failure to the family and as the oldest child. it hurts and still does but i've gotten over it.

i work at a local music shop and i sell some of my photography on the side. i don't make much but i can live comfortably in my little apartment so i'm perfectly okay with it.

after a little bit of walking i finally arrived at the art museum. i walked inside and took my headphones out. i didn't have to pay to go in because it's a free museum. when you first walk in you're greeted by a huge mural on the cathedral ceilings they have, it takes my breath away every time. i walked through the entire museum in about 2 hours and looked at my phone and saw that it was only 12pm.

"hm. i don't want to go home quite yet. but i don't know what else to do" i thought to myself.

so i decided just to go for a walk around the city for a bit. i bought a strawberry and banana smoothie and sat on a bench nearby. i used to not understand why people enjoyed people watching but one time i did and i can say i kinda enjoy it. i like to see the little things people do. their habits, their smiles, them having fun and enjoying whatever they're doing in that moment.

i watched as a mother and father had their little boy hand in hand swinging him back and forth. i was a little ways away but i could still hear their infectious laughs so clearly.

"cute" i mumbled with a little smile and got up to continue my walk.

i was daydreaming when i tripped over the curb after crossing the street. i was slightly embarrassed but brushed it off and looked at the building in front of me. it was a library.

"hm why not" i said and walked inside.

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kakskdksksks i hope this isn't bad gah