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🎵"Standin' in the corner of a crowded place
This is borin', till I heard your name
And now I'm stayin' for ya, we're just friends, it's okay
Kinda weird how my night changes"🎵
I have officially decided that this party is the worst party he has ever been to.
I haven't been to many parties, but this one takes the cake for "awful."
Usually, all the parties I have been to were just with me and my tight-knit circle of Hyunjin, Felix, and Seungmin. Occasionally Changbin and Chan would join when they wanted to take a break from songwriting/producing/composing 24/7, maybe Jeongin would join if he had nothing to do that night. So it's more like a friendly get-together than an event that makes me feel like melting in a puddle or suffocating myself. However, Hyunjin, for some bizarre reason I cannot comprehend decided to host a party in his insanely big mansion and invite everyone in our graduating class. Like, does he think about the aftermath of these parties because you cannot invite roughly 250 crazy college students looking for a break from their depressing classes and not expect serious clean-up the next day. That is, if the whole place hasn't been wrecked already. Hyunjin may just be rich enough and crazy enough to hire professional cleaners and buy everything that was broken to pretend that nothing happened last night. Like "look at me, I'm such a talented, goody-two shoes dance major that would never have such a large party when I should be practicing the other subjects that I'm not good at". Not. Moving on Of course that means Felix, one of Hyunjin's best friends would attend that party. And no matter what, Felix has some kind of obsession with me "Letting loose" and "Going through a normal college experience". So then, he would drag me to this party under the guise of it being Hyunjin's party only for me to find that it's not Hyunjin's party it's one of those parties.
And now I'm pressed against some tiny corner of a large house with a bottle of water in hand moping at everyone else having fun and enjoying themselves. Things I could never do at parties like this because of my stupid, terrible, annoying anxiety that prevented me from even just saying "Hi" to a single person that I didn't already know. Since there's nothing else to do, I'm left terribly bored mindlessly staring a the large crowd of people thinking about my life decisions, specifically the one where I agreed to go to this party. At this rate, I shouldn't have even agreed to come here if all I'm going to be doing is hiding and talking with an inanimate object. There isn't even any food! I'm breaking my principle rule of "All good parties must have good food".
"Forget this," I mumble as I grab a few more bottles of water because they're free and I'm broke as well as alcohol so I can stop feeling bad about my inability to socialize like a normal human being as I rush to the door.
I don't make more than 2 inches in progress before I hear a wasted Chan calling out for someone I've never heard before.
"LEE MINHO! LEE MINHO!"
Is Chan actually more than just wasted, why is he calling out the name of a 37-year-old, insanely famous actor who starred in most of my favorite dramas that I like to watch? Maybe I should stay with him for a little bit until I can find someone else to watch him so I can go watch Boys Over Flowers. Actually, maybe Legend of the Blue Sea might be a better choice for tonight. I feel like a mermaid out of water.
"Hey, Chan? Are you okay? Because you seem a little bit..."
"Um... Excuse me?"
I turn around at the voice and I am not at all prepared for what I see.
I'm facing God's favorite human being ever created in the history of God's existence because this man is not Ordinary.
He's the most gorgeous person I've ever seen. His nose is so tiny. (Why Am I thinking about his nose, I don't normally think about people's noses?) He doesn't look much older than me, maybe only two or three years older (Why does that matter?). He's a little bit taller than me, enough that I can rest my head on his shoulder when I'm tired and he totally seems to be the type who would let me do that(Stop being delusional Jisung!). His eyes are so large and beautiful that I absolutely want to get lost in them for all of eternity (No you do not!). His mouth... (okay we're not going there Jisung).
"Excuse me?"
Oh no.
I have to take another second to shake myself out of a trance as I watch the handsome stranger's mouth turn into a confident smirk. He arches a perfect eyebrow at me, enjoying that I am standing here like an idiot embarrassing myself in front of him.
"Are you going to stand here all day, or are you going to ask me my name and preferably my contact info?"
I can't manage anything but a small squeak as my face turns incredibly red. I could've even sworn I heard a little "adorable" under his chuckle that is making me look like a fat tomato right now. I need to get it together before handsome stranger starts to think I'm a socially awkward, panicked teenager (which I am, but we're not going to talk about that right now).
"You know what? I'm going to help my friend right now and you should stay here until I come back because clearly, I have to ask you your name since you're not going to do it. Ok?"
I nod a little bit as Minho smiles at me, draping an arm around Chan and propping him off before hobbling in the direction of the door. I remain planted in my spot, still in shock because I can't believe someone like that wants to know anything about me. I'm decent looking at most, while he probably breaks the scale of attractiveness for anybody who has functioning eyes.
Maybe this night won't be so bad
And maybe staying at this party is actually a great option...