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I see you.
"Excuse me?"
[Text] That wouldn't be any fun now, would it?
[INBOX -- 1 MESSAGE FROM Jaehyo]
[TEXT TO -- Jaehyo] it would be fun for me.
[Text] Oh cutie, am I bothering you? I had no idea.
[INBOX -- 1 MESSAGE FROM Jaehyo]
[TEXT TO -- Jaehyo] oh, but honey, i'm pretty sure that you did. now why don't you go bother someone that actually likes you?
[Text] I just happened to glance in your direction, sue me.
[INBOX -- 1 MESSAGE FROM Jaehyo]
[TEXT TO -- Jaehyo] can't you find someone else to bother?
[Text] You look so peaceful when you're sleeping.
[INBOX -- 1 MESSAGE FROM Jaehyo]
[TEXT TO -- Jaehyo] you were watching me sleep? you're disgusting.
yo, remember that key's open relationships/plots can be found right here.
-- oily hands.
Sooyoung was always a good liar. She could think of lies on the spot, and say them in such a way that they were actually convincing. Once, she even got away with the old “my dog ate my homework” excuse. It was something a lot of people often questioned her about; how do you lie so well?
There was a trick that she had found out a long time ago. The trick was to remain calm, and natural, and to become the lie. Act like it. Even if you have to fake a few tears to do so. If you wanted to be a good liar, that was just what you had to do. Little did she know, her skill actually was a talent. Sulli told her that she was actually a really great actress— go figure. Now she spent her time in the theater, learning from others when she got bored of her usual routine of going to the garage and hearing about cars. It wasn’t something she shared with the world. She didn’t hang out with the theater nerds on a regular basis. She wasn’t in the productions the school’s drama club, in which she was a part of, would have— not all the time. She’d rather just help backstage and make sure everything, and everyone, was perfect. It was.. a closet talent.
Though, there was one person in particular that she had gotten to know in her time spent in the theater. His name was Kim Kibum but she had learned that he preferred to be called Key. She thought that he was some big-headed, overly-confident, cocky guy, and out of all of the girls there he threw the biggest bitch fit over how well his hair and makeup was done for a production— but he became her.. friend. He irked her to the point of her storming out of there sometimes, and sometimes she even told herself that she simply didn’t care about him, but a part of her somewhere deep down knew that it just wasn’t true.
If only he wasn’t so annoying.
But presently she sat on the stage, eyes moving along with him as he paced back and forth with a script in his hand. Kibum was practicing lines, for no particular reason, but was messing something up… or at least she thought so. It didn’t sound right to her. So, releasing the lollipop from her mouth, she spoke up.
"Don’t you think you’re over-exaggerating your words at that one part?"
And so it began.
Though he disliked admitting such an observation, even if it were only to himself and never once aloud, making and maintaining friendships had never particularly been a talent of Key's. It wasn't that he had never been outgoing or outspoken - honestly, it was quite the contrary - but rather that he tended to be somewhat, well, overwhelming from time to time. Truth be told, there weren't as many people who were able to handle Kim Kibum as well as was necessary to remain in his company for an extended duration of time. Others oftentimes found him to be loud or over-dramatic or obnoxious. Or all of the above. Granted, he never found himself agreeing with any such sentiments, but whenever it came to companionship of this variety - a.k.a. friendship - he didn't honestly have a say. Key had no control over how other people thought of him, however much he may have wished that he did.
Even so, not far too long after his enrollment at Bullworth Academy, he'd somehow found himself in some sort of odd form of love-hate relationship with a girl by the name of Choi Sooyoung. Though, at times, Key really wondered if one could even call her that. She was a bit more akin to a tomboy more so than anything else. Not that he was really bothered by anything like that. He couldn't have cared less.
No, if there were anything in particular that drove him up the wall, so to speak, it would've been her inability to keep her less appealing thoughts to herself. Sooyoung never seemed to censor herself or to think before she spoke, and whenever she found herself insulting Key - because to him she was doing just that, whether that was actually her intention or not - Key then found it far too difficult to keep his own thoughts to himself.
You see, Key was nothing if not a Drama Queen. He was renowned for his 'bitch fits' and was just as good at censoring his words as Sooyoung was herself -- in other words, he wasn't good at it at all. This led to fight ,after fight, after fight between the two of them and Key occasionally began questioning why he was even friends with this girl to begin with.
Today was, of course, no different. "Excuse me?" Key asked, an eyebrow arching in slight irritation and his words sounding far less pleasantly than he'd intended them to. Alright, so that last bit was a lie -- there'd been no trying involved there whatsoever. "Are you forgetting which one of us is actually in this production, because I'm pretty sure that it's not you."
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Aren’t all phrases stupid when you’re in a bad mood…?
"That. That was stupid. Also, I didn't care about a single word that just left your mouth. Good-bye now."
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I know who to blame
"I'm already in a bad mood, so if I were you I'd think before I spoke. If one stupid phrase leaves your mouth, I swear that I'll burn everything that you love."
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JaeHyo is like PowerPuff Girls: a chemical experience
"Jaehyo's acquaintances will murder me in my sleep. This is a life threatening experience."
Help, my roommate's an attractive psychopath.
Don’t confuse my personality with my attitude. My personality is who I am. My attitude depends on who you are.
Frank Ocean (via jackiekeaki)
[TEXT]
[RECIPIENT: KEY]
You should honestly be grateful that I’m not ripping your throat out with my bare hands and am instead letting you off lightly with a warning. I am not someone to be pushed around, especially not by some little brat like you. I hope for your sake it’s clear to you now and I won’t have to repeat myself; I’d hate to get blood on my new uniform so early into the school year.
[INBOX -- 1 MESSAGE FROM Undecided]
[TEXT TO -- Undecided] did you really just threaten to beat me up? where am i -- grade school? you can't deal with someone being what you decide is 'bossy' and so, instead of reasoning with them, you bust a nut and decide to teach them a lesson with your fists? that's adorable, really. you know, they've got this thing called anger management... maybe you should consider giving it a test run.
[TEXT]
[RECIPIENT: KEY]
It’d be wise for you not to order me around in future. I’ll just leave you with that thought.
* [INBOX -- 1 MESSAGE FROM Undecided]
[TEXT TO -- Undecided] well, i wasn't exactly aware of your little 'temper tantrums', now was i? so, i'm oh so sorry for offending your precious feelings. maybe next time you could try not acting like a five year old and i might actually care.