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Lonely.
Lonely and stressed.
That’s how he felt all the time nowadays.
College wasn’t exactly hard, but it wasn’t easy either. There was just so much stuff to do with plenty of time to do it. But it was the motivation that kept him from completing his assignments.
Even if it was a Friday and he had nothing to do, he still wouldn’t work on his homework.
Yeosang had skipped Psychology that day.
No big deal. There weren’t any assignments or anything, but he did get docked points (really only one point) for being absent.
It wouldn’t have been a big deal if it weren’t for the email he got telling him his grades.
Before psychology that day, his grade was at an A. After though, his grade went down to a B all because of one point. It’s not like his grade ever went up because he was there, it only went down when he missed or messed up on an assignment.
Wooyoung had gone home for the weekend and none of his other friends were answering Yeosang’s texts, so he just felt extremely lonely that Friday night with nothing else to do but watch youtube and procrastinate on assignments.
He saw the psychology grade and almost cried (re: actually cried), because of how stressed about the one thing he felt. Usually his friends were there to distract him, but they all had their own lives and something better to do with better people other than him.
He knew he wasn’t priority unless Wooyoung was there.
But Wooyoung wasn’t there to make him a priority.
So Yeosang sat there on his bed in his dorm doing nothing productive and feeling more and more stressed out by the minute.
Usually one point wouldn’t bug him so much, but his classes were harder this semester. Harder classes meant it was harder to sustain his grades at a good GPA.
If his GPA went down any more, he would lose his scholarship and his parents wouldn’t be able to help him out anymore because they were already low on money.
Once that thought hit Yeosang, he could feel his breathing quicken, which really wasn’t good.
He needed something to distract him. He needed somebody.
He could text Wooyoung, but simply texting him wouldn’t be enough to calm him down.
Yeosang choked back a cry so he didn’t annoy his roommate Dowoon, who was in the other room.
He pulled out his phone to try and text Wooyoung. He knew Wooyoung could always tell what was wrong, even over text, but he tried to hide it anyways.
TWO BROS (*Insert Vine*)
[9:37 p.m.]
CHICKEN: Hey, fam.
CHICKEN: How’s your fam?
WOO!!!: the fam is good
WOO!!!: what’s wrong sangie?
Yeosang sucked in a breath. How did his friend just always know?
CHICKEN: Nothing’s wrong. I’m just asking how you’re doing.
CHICKEN: You were really excited to go home, yeah?
CHICKEN: Besides, I want you to say hi to your mom for me.
WOO!!!: hahaha!
WOO!!!: ill say hi to them for you
WOO!!!: you sure youre okay???
CHICKEN: Yeah, I’m good.
CHICKEN: Just doing some homework.
CHICKEN: I’ll stop bugging you now.
CHICKEN: Have fun with your family!!!
WOO!!!: ill try!!!
WOO!!!: dont have too much fun w/o me!
CHICKEN: I’ll try not to.
CHICKEN: Gonna be hard though.
CHICKEN: Text ya later!
WOO!!!: oof XD
WOO!!!: text ya later
Yeosang turned his phone off and set it down next to him.
Maybe he was able to fool Wooyoung. That little conversation distracted him enough for now. Maybe he should just sleep.