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the complaining passengers in the taxi could hardly breathe. for some reason, no one considered the thought of utilizing the front passenger seat so instead, they all squeezed in the back.
yubin wedged herself between jaemin's wide shoulders and renjun's nimble ones whilst maya settled upon his lap. they all leaned in towards her, to take in the information she gathered from hendery whilst on their journey to anya's party (without an invitation of course).
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"you see yangyang comes up with loads of stupid ideas we all hate but he usually doesn't care too much about what we think." yubin frowned, pouring her concerns to the kidnapped man sitting before her, listening earnestly. "it was almost like he was just trying so hard to prove something to us."
hendery pushed his mess of a hair back "are you sure he was trying to prove it to you? or himself?" he observed invoking further thoughts she never fathomed, leaving the three speechless by his surprising wisdom.
the foreign boy registered their perplexed expression, coming to a conclusion that neither of them was aware of his past.
"has he told you anything about his family?"
they shook their head.
"yeah i thought he wouldn't." he exhaled deeply, contemplating his future actions "i'm going to tell you something that you should probably hear from yangyang himself."
"are you sure you should be telling us this?"
"probably not, but i know he would never tell you guys himself which would definitely make things worse for him so i'm telling you because there's probably a good reason why he's been so obsessed with you for so long." hendery folded his arms "i feel like he'd trust you with this so i will too."
the man then began about the relationship between yangyang and his parents.
"his father was barely around, always working whereas his mother was present physically but not so emotionally. she didn't even spare him any single verbal support so that's why he went through lengths just for an ounce of affection. his every move, she criticized so eventually one day he gave up. he stopped begging for love and probably looked elsewhere hence why he's like this."
and just like that, it seemed like everything fell into place.
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"now everything makes sense." renjun grasped "why he defended that creep's questionable behaviour was all just to reassure himself there's someone out there to provide him with the unconditional love his mother failed to give."
they all felt silent, bathing in the guilt that loomed between the small group of friends. everyone did truly love yangyang despite it seemed like they teased him more. seeing him put his neck out for a person like anya was enough proof he didn't feel truly appreciated.
"i guess seeing his mum again triggered those feelings of not being good enough." jaemin murmured.
"that's why he's at her party, to be loved, to lose his virginity to a girl who doesn't even see him as his own person."
"so why are we chasing after him? didn't he say he wanted to lose it to someone he didn't even know." renjun questioned
"but we do know her and it's...." she shivered in disgust "anya."
the others hummed in agreement.
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like a huddle of sheep, the group barged their way through the intoxicated crowd in hopes to find their friend. it was already midnight by the time they arrived at the party. young adults conversing and dancing with one another with alcohol drowned bodies under the strobe lighting.
"i didn't know i looked this dumb dancing drunk." jaemin whispered to the others, judging the screaming sweaty strangers.
"you should see yourself when you're sober, it's even worse." renjun mumbled.
it almost seemed impossible to even find yangyang in the sea of people, until his distinct chuckle offered a clear path to follow. it didn't take long until they spotted him, surrounded by an unrecognisable band, all cracking up at something he said. his arm comfortably wrapped around anya with her hand lying naturally on his chest.
"yangs." after hearing yubin's voice, the smile on his lips slowly faded away leaving a cold glare. the lively laughter died down. "can we talk?"
he sighed reluctantly removing his arm from the fair-skinned foreign girl.
"why are you guys here, how did you even find this place?"
jaemin's mouth ran before his thoughts did. again. "well you see maya is probably part of the cia-
"that's not the point," yubin cut him off "we had to see you."
"well you see me now don't you? you got what you wanted." he notioned to the door with the red solo cup in his hands. "the exit is over there."
"you don't have to be such a dick, yubin could've left you with these random bitches but she's here." renjun snapped in mandarin, mildly irritated by his foul attitude "we're here."
in response, he scoffed, rolling his eyes. yangyang was practically unrecognizable. he pushed himself up to his own feet, sneering bitterly at his friends. his typical playful smile and high spirited energy were completely gone and replaced with icy stares and stingy quips.
"stop acting like you ever cared."
"we care more than that sorry excuse of a girlfriend. have more respect for yourself and open your eyes. she doesn't like you."
jaemin nodded, acting as if he even understood the dialogue. "what he said."
"yangs we don't want you to fall for the first person who gives you affection. you're a great guy who deserves the best and is a fetishizer really the best option as a girlfriend?" maya pleaded, not really caring if anya was listening or not.
"you don't even know her."
"but we know you! and we know you deserve someone who has the same genuine wild love that you give to others." yubin said exasperated. praying he could feel her desperation through her eyes.
he curled his lip spitefully before reaching a hand out for his girlfriend. their hands enclosed ready to leave "see you guys around." he gave a resentful smile, harshly shoving his way through the centre of the friendship group with anya following closely behind.
it only took a few steps until they were swallowed by the crowd, the countless students concealing their path.
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"what a bitch! what's his problem!" renjun hissed, vexed at his stubborn personality.
"give yangs time to cool off, he knows we're here for him. he'll come back to us soon enough." maya attempted to mediate the tense situation.
"does he really know?" jaemin sighed, rubbing the back of his neck "what's the plan now yubin?"
silence followed afterwards. well more like a bass boosted version of twice ringing in their ears but there was no response given.
the tall boy snapped his head towards the empty space where his best friend was previously situated before realizing she had disappeared too.
"oh shit i lost her."
"how do you lose a whole person?"
"she's miniature what do you expect?"
"understandable i lose junnie all the time."
"i'm taller than you?"
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with a heavy heart, yangyang hauled himself up the winding stairs refusing to look behind. he couldn't bare to see the devastation on his friend's face. the hope slowly fading from their face, every time he opened his mouth. he had let them down.
was he really doing the right thing? all his friends were here for him and he just blew them off like that?
"whatever, i'm doing this for myself. it's got nothing to do with them."
the blonde removed the thought of them out of his mind, solemnly entering the darkly lit room and gently closing it behind him. he could feel the distant thumping of the music blasting downstairs. despite the lack of light in the room, he recognized the vague figure of anya's body upon the bed and threw himself beside her.
"hey i'm sorry about before." he apologized, snaking his arm around her waist and pulling her closer to his chest. she felt different. not in a bad way, just more comfortable "i didn't know they'd come here... for me."
the revelation and regret heavily hitting him. he shouldn't be here. this didn't feel right.
"look anya, i don't think i can do this anymore.."
the international student remained silent. almost as if she was pissed off at him.
"hey say something. please?" he pleaded.
a weak light returned into the room. the feeble lamp light beside the bed, revealing the true emotions.
"oppa how could you do this to me!" a shrilly feminine voice, resembling an anime character struck shock into him
if the voice wasn't frightening enough, the face scared him shitless.
"holy fuck it's you!"
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just found out that txt have a pet parrot
and snake ... what the hewl is going down
in those dorms 😭 – juno <3