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Drowning. Why do I feel like i’m drowning in these feelings. Playing pretend like i’m okay. Imagining the happy life I once lived in still exists. As I’m leaning against the wall of the shared apartment, I feel numb. The only friend I trusted and believed in disintegrated out of my life. As I smile and pretend to be okay I know i’m not. Reason being why I got a roommate. A stranger at first the bloomed into something unexpected. A friendship. Instead of me constantly caring for a person without the same treatment back, she genuinely cares back in her own way. That’s when I knew I was in love.
It was now 12am. you're sitting alone in your room feeling numb. you sent a text to your roommate worried about what time she's coming home about 5 hours ago since she's been out since 9am. which is quite out for the small woman who normally sleeps in til 3 in the afternoon."i'll be back later" she saids, dressed in her normally expensive outfit."bye yoonji ! have fun" you respond back
please dont leave me yoonji.
at first you didn't think of it until it became an ongoing thing. yoonji would come back in a wide grin and smelling like a strange perfume and old books.soon enough yoonji was rarely home and came back at odd times.which leads you to now. lonely in bed tossing and turning. falling asleep to only dream about nothingness.~you wake up to knocking on your room door. as you get up and open the door to see yoonji."good morning y/n sorry i've been out late so i left some uh breakfast on the table not that i care if you eat it or not but i thought id let you know" yoonji stuttersyou smile "thanks i appreciate it"yoonji coughs blushing slightly " im going to work bye" as she rushes out the house
its the small things she does that remind me how much i love her. she's really an angel.
you ate the delectable breakfast yoonji made you, which had you simmering in happiness. you got dressed in professional attire which unfortunately requires you to wear heels and skirts and went to your job as a cybersecurity specialist. a job with long draining hours but you can't help but love it.~you're driving back home from a 10-hour shift still buzzing with happiness. you park in your normal spot and got out. walking with an unintentional swish while your normal resting bitch face, just as intimidating as yoonji's. you smile and greet your doorman as you make your way to the elevator. pressing the 11th floor waiting for the elevator to move you stood in a daze. not realizing the elevator was on your floor the door started to close. you shook your head and opened the closed door. You made your way to your apartment, took out your keys, unlocked the door only to see yoonji kissing someone on the couch. you cleared your throat waiting for them to stop as the person yoonji was kissing , which you knew was a girl based of her reaction to you pushed her first as yoonji whined. you pretend like it didn't break your whole world and rolled your eyes"yoonji at least go inside your room" you sighed"sorry y/n this is namjoo" yoonji starts
please don't say girlfriend. maybe she's just a fling
"-this is my girlfriend" yoonji smirked in happiness"ohh this is who you've been sneaking away to see" you said winking
it's not real. am i being pranked ?
"hello"namjoo saids stuttering"well if you excuse im headed to the shower see you late" you say feeling slight nauseous as you made your way to the bathroom stumbling and locking the door you felt sick. you quickly began to throw up until you started to dry heave. you leaned against the tub sliently in tears. you didn't realize the what you threw up wasn't food. it was flowers