Chapter 13

• Yenn threw himself to bed excitedly, his mind couldn’t forget the look on Jiwoon’s face. He rolled on his bed holding his laughter. He finally felt better, rejoicing in his ruthful victory as he kicked one of his pillow in the corner of the bed.
• “Heh, I guess he can’t take it if I go along with his joke haha…”He sat up and get something from his drawer, feeling what’s inside, he grabbed a squishy thing and took it out telling himself it was his stress ball but the sensation feels off. Its suppose to be squeezed into his palm but he couldn’t no matter how he clenched his fist.
• “Ahhh! What the fuck!”