𓆩𓍢ִ໋ Hyunjin 𓍢ִ໋𓆪

Felix hadn't even been awake for five minutes when his parents sent him to the store. He didn't even have time to look in the mirror; he left wearing old sweatpants, a ripped t-shirt, and his hair looked like he'd been fighting with a blender. He went, bought everything, and was now walking back with a bag that looked like it was carrying bricks. Turning the corner, he bumped into an extremely attractive guy: Hyunjin, leaning against the wall, cigarette in hand, looking as cool as if he were in a commercial. Felix swallowed hard. Great. Just today, when he looked like a walking disaster. He quickened his pace, trying to go unnoticed. But as soon as he passed Hyunjin…

PAM. The bag burst as if it were part of some cruel god's plan, and everything, absolutely everything, spilled onto the floor. Cans, bread, vegetables… even the shampoo tumbled around as if mocking us.

Felix froze. Of all the people on the planet… right in front of him. What terrible luck.

Hyunjin looked down, then raised an eyebrow… and bit the corner of his mouth to keep from laughing. "Do you want help or would you prefer I pretend not to notice?" he asked, clearly enjoying the scene.