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we reached the place mingi wanted to eat and not so soon after i saw you pull up.

i watched as mingi said he'd be right back and you came to my window.

you motioned for me to roll it down and i remained motionless. why did it matter so much to you?

"please yeongie! i'm begging you."

it was muffled but it really sounded like you was screaming at the top of your lungs.

you had fluffy hair this time and just black on.

a black shirt and a black sweater over your head.

of course it was attractive.

i knew you could barley see me because the windows were tinted and i knew that aggravated you.

back then before she came into the picture not seeing me for a class would make you sad.

but, that was all before she came, all before you looked at her the way you used to look at me, all before the new you.

you kept banging on the window till mingi shouted whos that.

you soon ran back into your car and he came back in with cups of coffee and bread.

"who was that?"

"just some homeless man, i gave him a few dollars but he kept saying i had a cold heart and i should give more."

"weird." "yeah." "i got both of us coffee and your favorite bread!"

"thank you so much!"

i dug into the bag and realized in the mirror you were still parked behind us.

"can you take me back to my hotel? i'm really tired due to the jet lag."

he nodded and started the car then we left.

it was quiet but i helped feed him so he can concentrate on the road.

it didn't take too long to reach the hotel, "thank you so much mingi, i really appreciate it, i promise i'll pay you back when i get a job and a stable home."

"don't worry about it jayeong! it's my job to help a friend in need!"

i laughed and he soon left.

i carried the dress and food in my hands as i walked into the hotel smiling.

mingi made me happy, and seeing him in real life really made me more happy.

i reached the elevator and pressed the up button.

i got in and looked down at the dress in my hands, it was one of a kind, i love it so much.

the doors were about to close till a hand got between them.

"i knew you would be here."

my smile disappeared as you walked into the elevator.

i cooked over and you still would not stop staring at me.

i was getting pissed.

"can you please just hear me out? i'm begging you."

i stood in silence waiting for the elevator to reach my floor.

"yeongie-"

"stop calling me that, we're not friends, shit, even my friends don't call me that."

i rolled my eyes and stared at the numbers going up.

of course i knew what i said hurt him but it also hurt me.

seeing him lower his eyes at me. it all hurt.

my heart was breaking watching his sulk in the corner he was in.

i heard a ding not to long later and waited for the doors to open.

they never did.

i kept pressing the open door and they stayed.

i pressed a couple more floors and we still didn't move.

i banged my hand against the doors a few times before i felt it move down a bit.

my heart started racing and i widened my eyes as i pressed the emergency call.

no one.

absolutely no one.

"HELP!"

that was the last straw for the elevator.

it fell. free fall.

i screamed and dropped to the ground and covered my ears.

my breaths started speeding up and so did my heart.

i felt arms wrap around me. it was like it was magic.

my breathing got calm and i looked up into your eyes.

those fucking eyes.

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