You tracked down your Spotify to see someone had liked your newly curated playlist named,
" smooth. " You spent hours on that. Carefully picking and choosing the songs he liked for his birthday.
Well, atleast someone liked it.
You couldn't help but shut down your laptop in annoyance. Why couldn't he get the hint. We're in 2021 for hecks sake. The little letters you passed in class, the giggles and twirling of hair and even doodling his name right next to him. Yet the Kim Seungmin who wore glasses without lenses was blind.
" Hey you wanna com- woah what's wrong with you? "
Jennie took a quick scan of how you looked. Brown hair all tousled, you were the definition of a mess sitting in unicorn shorts, a sports bra and strawberry pink socks. You could feel Jennie nodding in dissatisfaction at your fashion sense without even looking around.
" I know queen chanel, I'm a mess. At least you could take that hint. "
" I'm telling you this Seungmin boy you've been around is all over you and your unicorn ass. " Jennie said sarcastically while opening your room door on the way to hers.
You couldn't help but sigh at your figure in the mirror. Why were you like this? Sticking onto the hope that everyone else have you. You put no effort into yourself. You chased after a man who probably doesn't even like you back.
" Nope this won't do it. You my friend are getting out bed and walking to the salon with me right now. This instant. "
" Jennie, don't bother me. I don't need a makeover. We ain't starring in Princess diaries any soon. "
" Who said anything about a makeover, you need change in life. Since you won't change the way your room looks or even your socks let's change the way you look. And your in luck, I'm in need a for a manicure. "
Jennie immediately looked at your bitten nails.
" Scratch that, we're in desperate need for manicures. "
...
" You look different. " Kim Seungmin said
Different. The word he used just made you scoff in amusement.
Four months ago you would've squealed because he spoke three words to you. Yet here you were, after three shades of blonde hair dye had been in your hair, after what you felt like was the time you actually smiled because you wanted to, after your personality was finally shining.
You couldn't help but think if all those deep conversations you had with him about all the artists you both loved and how they had wrote some heartbreaking lyrics actually meant something to him. But now you didn't care anymore.
" Yes seungmin. I'm different. I needed a change in life. "
You collected all your pens and carefully placed them into your pouch and left the lecture hall, feeling good about the change you made. Feeling different, felt good.
Little did you know, Kim Seungmin was playing Different by Woodz, a song from your playlist you curated for him as he plugged into his airpods and left the lecture hall with a smile on his face.
You both were indeed different, in a good way.