Chapter 1: Entry #1
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Dear diary
We were assigned new roommates today. I'll be sharing my room with Yejun. I hope he's not as terrible at keeping clean as Minwoo is. Ugh, just thinking about the mountain of laundry in his corner gives me the shivers. Good luck to Hyunwoo. I heard he's a bit of a neat freak ^_^.
Yours sincerely
Yewang-ie ლ
Chapter 2: Entry #2
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Dear diary
Living with Yejun isn't so bad. He snores a bit loud, but he doesn't intrude on my personal space like Minwoo or Kyungmin. I like playing UNO or KartRider with him. He's not a sore loser like Dawit — he actually lets me win sometimes. He also always showers first in the morning to let me sleep a little longer! He even wakes me up nicely and doesn't leave the bathroom all wet or grimy like Minwoo did. Yejun might be the best roommate I've ever had ◝(*'◡'*)◜.
Yours sincerely
Yewang-ie ლ
Chapter 3: Entry #3
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Dear diary
Yejun finally finished arranging his mini shrine for his plushies today. It's located at the far corner of his side of the room, right at the foot of his bed. Well, at least that's what he calls it. (It's quite a big collection (°д°)!) I don't mind it, though. Our room was slightly boring before; it now has more charm with that pile of colourful plushies there. He says I can borrow one if I have trouble falling asleep. I didn't peg Yejun as someone with a (not so) secret plushie obsession. It's kinda cute.
Yours sincerely
Yewang-ie ლ
Chapter 4: Entry #4
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Dear diary
Yejun and I had our first heart-to-heart talk last night. I didn't expect that he had so many worries because of how confident he usually looks. Turns out he's a chronic overthinker like me ( ﾟ∀ﾟ). I think it was nice that he trusts me with his fears; I told him that he had nothing to worry about. He's doing really well with our busy schedule and endless workload...I always admired that about him. Yejun excels at anything he does, really. He just needs to have some faith in himself. Again, I'm learning things about Yejun I never knew, even though we've been bandmates for 3 years. I wonder if he feels the same about me. I told him some things too (that I kinda feel embarrassed about now ༼⊼ɷ⊼༽ ). He was quick to reassure me, though. I'm grateful for that. Anyway, I hope we get to talk more like this soon. It was, in a way, touching to know that we share the same fears and not all of us know what we're doing sometimes.
Yours sincerely
Yewang-ie ლ
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Dear diary
It's been a few weeks since Yejun became my roommate. We've grown quite close, if us doing almost everything together is any indication. I like spending time with him. He feels...different than the other members. He understands me, you know? We bonded over even more heart-to-heart talks, something I don't really do with the rest (which, in hindsight, saddens me a little (´;︵;`)). I hope he likes being around me too. I also told Donghyun about my newfound relationship with Yejun. He said it sounded like I had a crush on him. Isn't that ridiculous? Sure, Yejun and I share our meals, play games for hours straight every few days, have conversations so deep we start contemplating life at 2 a.m., and even clock in additional practice together, but that doesn't mean I like him...right?
Yours sincerely
Yewang-ie ლ
Notes:
oh boy who's gonna tell him...btw thanks for leaving kudos (if you did) and checking this out <3
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Dear diary
I think I might like Yejun. Yes, "like" like him. It's not my fault he's so nice to me all the time. I can't find a single flaw in him and it baffles me so deeply. I mean, I'm not saying that I go around picking out imperfections of the people around me, it's just that I spend most of the time worrying about my own (definitely more than a handful), so much so that I'm shocked that Yejun seems like the complete opposite of myself. I can usually spot some "areas for improvement" in others: particular things like being too blunt when communicating and accidentally hurting someone's feelings, or bad habits such as blasting YouTube videos at 11 p.m. with no headphones; all characteristics that aren't enough to deter you from the person since they're not doing them maliciously (or even intentionally) — hell, you might even like their company and everything else they have to offer — but just enough for you to know that humans were made to be imperfect. Yet. Yejun's not just the perfect roommate, he might just be perfect as a whole. He looks out for me, promptly grabbing my arm when I accidentally trip and stumble on another unnoticed platform or handing me a cold water bottle at the end of another grueling practice session with a wide grin. He always lets me use the shower first after a long day (unlike the other members), even after all my attempts of saying "it's your turn, I'm okay, I promise!" and wears his clothes in the dark of our room, not wanting to turn on the light in fear of waking me up, which I dearly appreciate. And, above all, when I'm too tired to care and I unintentionally let the cheerful facade slip on the transit rides to and from home of our busy schedules, Yejun is the first to notice it, but is the last to acknowledge my obvious change in behaviour. But on those hard nights, Yejun never goes to sleep without saying "Goodnight, Yewang-ie", in that uniquely sweet tone of his that lets me imagine a small smile on his lips before he drifts off to sleep with a light snore that I've grown accustomed to, adore even. He doesn't make me talk about it. He doesn't pry. He hums appropriately in response to my vents, when I do feel up for them, and he lets me trail off when I'm done regurgitating all my regrets and insecurities, without question, but instead a concise, encouraging, "tomorrow will be a better day." This paints him like a stoic, unfeeling, apathetic companion, but Yejun is nothing if not care. Because I always wake up the next morning to a light shake of my shoulder and Yejun's soft almond eyes looking at me like I'm worth more than gold, more than all these thorned vines those demons in my head have forcefully grown to every square inch of my being, suffocating me with self-deprecating insults, making me feel worthless...Being around Yejun is like a strangled child getting access to oxygen. It gives them hope. It gives them time. It gives them a moment to think about all the best things this world has to offer — something about your life flashing in front of your eyes at the edge of death? It makes you realise that you never wanted to die, no matter the circumstances, you just wanted to start living. It gives them, me, a reason to stay. Being around Yejun makes me happy, not something I allowed myself to have for many, many years, but this time, I want it. I really do. Shit. I may have rambled a bit too much in this entry. Guess Donghyun was right. I do like Yejun. Maybe a little too much (;ﾟдﾟ)ｧ...
Yours sincerely
Yewang-ie ლ
Notes:
guys omg 😭 idfk how i suddenly made this all angsty and deep but okay hopefully it's not too bad...i abandoned this for quite a while but it's finally taking shape now hahah :) they're so cute it lowkey hurts lmfao lmk what y'all think!
Reivax21 on Chapter 6 Mon 22 Sep 2025 11:31AM UTC
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