it was on a friday.
most students had already left the school grounds,
excited for the upcoming weekend.
some, but not many, stayed at the library,
probably taking advantage of the wifi.hoseok was in a classroom.
with all the desks longing the walls,
he was sitting at the center of the classroom,
taking a break from his usual dance practice.he gulped down half a water bottle and put the music on again.
while he was in the classroom,
she was in the art room,
completing her personal project.it was a beautiful painting of a moon,
glowing brightly and illuminating the dark sky.she lifted the canvas up,
admiring her own work.satisfied with her progress,
she decided to go back to her dorm.while walking in the hallway,
she heard the sound of music playing.being her curious self,
she walked towards it and found her friend,
swaying the beat of the funky song."hoseok?"
YOU ARE READING
sunshine.
Short Storyyou are the sunshine to my world; the light that brightens up my day; you are my everything. ⌜ started: november 9th 2016 ⌟ ⌜ completed: april 29th 2017 ⌟