Milk

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I was walking and decided to take a trip to the convenience store, because, why not? As I was going in, I got hit with this sense of anxiety and paranoia, so I rushed out and grabbed the switchblade out of my backpack and tucking it into my pocket. A car pulled up as I was going toward my backpack, and I couldn't see who got out of it to go inside. I shook it off and went back inside, glad I got my knife. As I was going to get a bottle of milk and go, someone's hand reached for the last bottle at the same time as mine. I looked up to see who it was.

"Jung Jaehyun??!?" I half-yelled, already livid because of my stupid family and their stupid international-conglomerate-whatever-the-f**k.

"What's wrong, Princess? Shocked? I would be, too, if someone as handsome as me touched your hand, not to say you aren't the most dazzlingly beautiful woman I've ever met." He said, smirking.

"No, I'm disgusted because you're a living bacteria and I wouldn't be shocked if you never wash your hands and probably just got the orgasms of every woman you've f****d in the past three years all over me. And I know I'm prettier than all those women combined, and you'd get quite a bonus if you were with me, but you're not. And you won't be." I sassed in reply. 

"YESSSSS JAE, SHE JUST DISSED YOU!!!" Doyoung yelled in the background

"WHAT THE HELL, DOYOUNG??!?" We yelled in unison

"Get back in the car, please."Jaehyun reprimanded.

"And do me a favor please," I added, "Take this fuckboy with you, okay? Thank you!" I grabbed and paid for my milk and left the store. As I got back to my stuff, though, I passed out.