THE TOOTH [You could break up with your friends, you could block their number and pretend not to know them, but the thread would always be there, in the bloody molar Jeonghan was holding when they stumbled out of the bus. It wasn't one of theirs—Joshua's or Seungcheol's or Jeonghan's—but that was almost worse to think about.] i will be thinking about this for the rest of forever.

[The next afternoon, Joshua pet Mingyu's hair and said, apropos of nothing, he's good, isn't he?

While Mingyu stared, Seungcheol choked on his rice across the room.] OH MY LORD

This is so GOOD
Rose xx