"I have to use the bathroom," Jaejoong deadpans as soon as he crosses the threshold of the dorm and heads to the bathroom, leaving his band mates staring at him oddly. Picture frames containing paintings of boring landscapes rattle as he slams the bathroom door behind him; one falls from its rusty nail and Jaejoong can hear glass shatter. Voices murmur in the kitchen.
He sits on the edge of the bathtub and sighs, wondering why he even came to Seoul in the first place. Why did he he leave his family, only to sell chocolates and bubblegum outside of a supermarket in order to pay his rent? Why did he come to this big city just to fulfill a drea
Beep...beep...beep...
The repetitive beeping was the only thing that mattered to Kim Jonghyun. It'd been the only thing keeping him sane, keeping him from yelling and screaming, for the past few days. As long as there was beeping, he would be alright.
Beep...beep...beep...
He hadn't left the hospital room since it had happened, he couldn't leave. He was stuck here, forced by the beeping noise that meant everything to him to stay where he could still hear it. He'd slept here, he'd eaten here, he'd gotten his college work sent here, all to stay within range of the noise. It's soft tones lulled him to sleep at night and woke him up every morn
"Jinki sunbae!"
Lee Jinki spun around to see someone running towards him. He then recognized Kim Kibum, a boy that was two years younger than him, yet was in the same grade as him due to recently skipping over fourth and fifth grade. He hadn't talked to the younger boy that much, so he couldn't figure out why Kibum would be running at him in such a hurry.
"Hi Kibu- ouch!" Kibum ran into him at full speed, knocking the wind out of his lungs for a couple of seconds.
"He's trying to steal my money, sunbae! Help!" the younger boy yelped and clung to Jinki's arm.
"Who?" Jinki asked while trying to pry Kibum from his arm. Even through the sleev
"Can I help you?"
"Account number, please."
"Have a nice day!"
A low murmur of voices rang throughout the spacious lobby of the Japanese bank. Some belonged to the tellers, dressed in sharp clothing while standing behind their little glass windows; some belonged to the people on the other side of that window, impatient and wanting nothing but to get whatever they needed and get out. Because in reality, nobody liked going to the bank. Nobody enjoyed standing in the long lines, waiting to get some money from their accounts or deposit some money, or whatever else they were there to do. And those voices, the voices that drilled themselves into
Unknown - Chapter Four by The-Crazed-Writer, literature
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Unknown - Chapter Four
"Taemin...where are you?! Taemin!"
Taemin's eyes snapped open. His dreams had been confusing and filled with unfamiliar faces, some staring at him silently, some speaking to him. The ones that had been speaking were drowned out as if they were far away, though they appeared to be right in front of him and were obviously yelling, their voices reduced to a mere whisper. Taemin couldn't recall what their words had been.
Sunlight streamed through the open window. A warm breeze flowed into the room, carrying the sounds of the city along with it and blowing the plain curtains from their usual place. He could hear voices from the streets below, a
I've always been the one
To stand solid on my feet
But hey, for you?
I think I'm willing to admit defeat.
Weak knees,
I think it's the look from the eyes
Hell, I'm thinkin' that it's that
I can call you mine.
Call me a hopeless romantic
Or just plain pathetic
But look, I'm a poet,
I was bound to write it.
This thing that's happening,
Yeah, I'm still trying to believe it,
But baby, I'm fallin' for you,
And I'm not sure
If this is something you knew
Oops, I forgot about dA for a long period of time again. ^^;
I won't be around (and haven't been) all that much. I'm focusing on school since it's my senior year. The grades I get impact what colleges and universities I can get into and the scholarships I can receive, so I'm putting my all into improving my GPA and my class rank. If I can get within the top 10% of my class, I can go to a local community college completely for free. So I'm aiming for that and then planning transfer to a four year school to complete my Bachelor's degree.
I'm ranked 28 as of last Friday, and my class has 210 people. So I need to get at least to number 21. Wish
I actually got writing done? And I'm working on more. :D
Today is AkuRoku Day and I'm celebrating by playing 358/2 Days and reading AkuRoku fanfics~ I'd have baked a cake but the heating element in my oven died (it's been threatening to go for two years).
I go for my road test in a week and went for a job interview last weekend. I haven't heard back from them yet, but I was the first one they interviewed so I guess they had to go through a lot of people. I just hope I get it. ;;
Also I can't see Junsu. Asdfghjk.
Half of this might not make sense because I've been working on shit all night and didn't sleep. C:
I took my five hour course after my dad signed me up. It wasn't bad and I wasn't completely without company (though said company still hasn't called me back, it's been almost a week...douchemuffin), and I'm set to take my road test on the 21st of August. I know the three things to make sure to do unless I want to fail: use my blinkers when necessary, check my blind spots when parallel parking and all that shit, and keep control of the car (which basically means, don't pull a douche move and drive with one hand on the wheel and the other fist pu