You were such a troll to Jihoon. You made so much fun of him. You talked trash. You roasted him. You posted embarrassing pictures of him on snapchat. You were in a group chat with 17 and you talked trash about him with the guys...But it's okay because yall are label mates and he's your ultimate crush.

You'd pull up predebut videos and mv's and talk so much shit.

You were hanging out with Jihoon in the studio, keeping him from working on 17's next album.

"If you don't leave me alone while I'm working-" "What? What will you do? Make me drink your pink lemonade lookin hair?" You joked, showing him a screenshot from Mansae era. "Fight me." He said absently, clearly trying to tune you out.

You pulled up snapchat on your phone and started recording him. "Hi! My name is Woozi and I make music and act salty 25/8 even though I look like a cabbage patch kid! HUUUHHHH!" You posted that to your story.

"Fight me, (y/n)." He said. "Why? So you can kick me in the shin like the demonic 4 year old you are?" You laughed obnoxiously loud.

"You're something else." Jihoon shook his head at you. "But you love me." You smirked arrogantly. "Not as much as you love me." Jihoon laughed, smirking to himself.

"What?" You asked, feeling your heart drop to your stomach and dissolve in acid.

"You love me. I'm not stupid." He said simply. "What makes you think that?" You asked, trying to maintain your sneaky composure. "Your diary." He said, focusing on his music. "I don't have a diary." You said crossing your arms, lying through your teeth.

Jihoon turned to you and raised an eyebrow. He reached into his bag and held up a familiar book. "What's this then?" Your heart was desecrating in your stomach faster and faster.

"My diary." You hung your head as you mumbled.

"It's okay. I love you too. Why do you think 17 has so many good love songs out?" He smiled at you sheepishly.

Me and my sister have never gotten along well. Me and her are 8 years apart and have always been extremely different. She's very narrow minded and uppity...like she gives a shit what people think but the second someone judges her, she loses her shit. I am just super chill about everything...like I'm at a point in my life where nothing bothers me.

Me and her argue A LOT and will go days without speaking to each other then out of nowhere everything is fine again. It's always her who ignores me and it's always her who says something hurtful as a joke and I get upset and she gets pissed off then I get lectured by our grandma then she acts like nothing happens. Me and her just aren't as close as we should be.

The other day she made me cry after picking me up from school. But it wasn't like any of the other bazillion times she'd made me cry.

I was telling her how stressed I was about Pharmacy Tech, a college class I'm taking rn. I told her I felt like I was gonna fail, fuck up my GPA and never get into college and be stuck waiting tables the rest of my life. I was being a little dramatic but she said something so sincere and sweet that it moved me to tears. She told me that she believed that if I couldn't do it then nobody could. She went on to express how remarkable she thinks I am and how she's proud to call me her little sister.