《one week ➳ beomryu ✓》Two
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Ryujin didn't believe what she saw. There was NO WAY, she was doing it. Na uh! Clenching her fist and almost crushing her phone along with it, Ryujin growled in anger as she re-read the message.
"Be my girlfriend."
Is this guy out of his mind?? Or is he crazy?? The correct answer is, both. No way that Ryujin is going to be Beomgyu's girlfriend, right? After leaving the message on read for a couple minutes to clear her mind, she responded with:
"What the fuck!? Are you crazy??"
Not long after, she received a response:
"A deal is a deal. Be my girlfriend.. just for one week."
One week. That's better, right? It's better than forever and shes forced into a relationship, right? At least since this is one week, it'll only be a fake relationship. Nothing is real? Yeah. Nothing is real.
Ryujin closed her phone. "GOD DAMNIT CHOI BEOMGYU!" She yelled. She had replied an "ok fine." Before closing the chatting app. Honestly, what got into her? Why did she agree?
"Whoa whats with the commotion?" Her friends asked. Honestly, Ryujin doesn't even know when these people came in- let alone, how they came in.
"How did you guys get here?? Did I not lock my door??" Ryujin Stated, Clearly startled.
"You did. Obviously. You may be dumb but you aren't stupid enough to leave your door open." Lia said jokingly. "Then how the fuck did you get in here??" Ryujin exclaimed, standing up now.
Chaeryeong sighed, "Maybe Next time you should lock your windows too.."
"Wait-YALL GOT IN MY HOUSE THROUGH THE WINDOW??" Ryujin exclaimed. "This is privacy invasion. I will have to report you for trespassing." Ryujin stated.
"We have the right to remain silent." Yeji said, making a zip motion on her lips, followed by the other 3. "How we got in is not important." Chaeryeong smiled.
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"What's important is that why were you yelling? Screaming? Raging? And yelling Choi Beomgyu's name?" Yuna continued.
"Wait maknae.. Didn't you said you have to tutor?" Ryujin asked, trying to avoid the question- obviously not in the mood right now.
"Screw that Bastard!" Yuna rolled her eyes. "If you want me to be nice to you, at least be nice to me. Stop digging holes on my back with those stares of his! Fucking bastard." Yuna exclaimed, pissed of the whole situation.
"HEY! STOP AVOIDING THE QUESTION!!" Lia yelled.
"Why. Were. you. Yelling. His. Name? I thought you told us you have nothing to do with him anymore?" Lia asked in an irritated tone, obviously trying to stay calm.
"None of your business leave me alone. I really don't want to talk about this. Please don't force me.." ryujin sighed.
"someone's in a bad mood.." Yeji mumbled.
"Sure am eonni. Now can you please go?" Ryujin asked. "I need some time alone..."
After the 4 left, Ryujin was left alone on her bed. Re-reading her messages from Beomgyu.
Fuck you, Beom. Fuck you.
Ryujin clenched her knuckles, wondering how the next week is going to go
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