eom seonghyeon he was best friends with your twin brother, keonho. seonghyeon often snuck into your parents house through your window, it started off as harmless and cute but then things changed. instead of climbing through your window just to sneak keonho vapes and stuff, he was coming to see you. and not just to talk. for your body, just like how he did with all the other young girls at your high-school. you’ve seen this movie before. you did not want to be apart of it. you’ve always yearned for a loving relationship. the one where it was mutual. not like this, this was not love. this was lust, something someone can get so caught up in it can ruin them.

there, seonghyeon sat, back rested on your beds headboard, cigarette between his pale fingers. you sat on the opposite side of the bed than him, which wasn’t far. his hair was slightly messy, nothing had happened so far. but this is always how it went, he came, smoked, maybe you smoked too, and he whispered sweet nothings in your ears, then touched you until both of you were undressed. you watched him, how unfairly handsome he looked as he smoked, your bedroom window cracked an inch for air flow, your bedroom lights were off, only the light of the sun setting lit your room, your tv playing some r&b playlist like always, your bedroom door locked. keonho didn’t know he was over.

he was wearing a grey and black stripped long sleeve t-shirt, and dark washed jeans, his shoes off, and his once black beanie, you were were black shorts with white stripes on both sides, and a black long sleeve tight shirt, your hair was short and tucked behind your ears. you bit your bottom lip before speaking

what to say what to say…