« Jeon Wonwoo. »
« Yeah, it's my na--- »
« *shuts him up with a finger pressed on his lips* »
« ...MH ?! »
« shh.. please listen to me. since you have no idea how hard I worked to get out of bed this morning, dress myself in the first few things I found in the closet, and leave the house without even washing my face just to come here. I'm not going to hear all the bad things you have to say to me, not today at least... yes I know you'll never change and you'll always have this character a little... emo... not that it's a bad thing eh, I respect every kind of person and--- »
« *background noise* »
« yes.. what I mean is.. Jeon Wonwoo.. me.. »
« *intense background buzz* »
« ..I think I.. have.. I.. »
« *background buzz level hardcore* »
« ...Wonwoo, I... »
« who the fuck is blocking the line ?! *a gentleman in line starts to shout* »
« ... »
« excuse me kid, but there are people here in a hurry. *pushes him away from Wonwoo* »
« but.. but.. but.. »
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« did you fight, Mingyu ? »
« .. no ? »
« you've a black eye, what should I tell you. »
« ...I fell down the stairs ? »
« suuuuuuure. »
« ...OK ! a middle-aged gentleman almost killed me when I was about to confess my love to Wonwoo, now are you happy ? »
« chill out, dude. »