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❝ 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡.

𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙮, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚.

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙄 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡,

𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚.

𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚,

𝙄'𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

𝙎𝙤 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙗 𝙢𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙮,

𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙖 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙩.  ❞

- 𝓢𝓤𝓖𝓐, 𝓜𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓘𝓽 𝓡𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽

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𝐁𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧, 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐚, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟎.

''Jeongguk's got a girlfriend, Jeongguk's got a girlfriend, Jeongguk's got a girlfriend, blah, blah, blah! I'm getting sick of them.'' - I said while placing books back in my locker.

''Disaster. It has been ringing in my ears. I quote 'How someone who looks like him can actually have a girlfriend?' They are gossiping down the hallway.'' - Haemin said, leaning on her locker while looking around. 

''He's not a bad guy, but the person who he's with - if rumors are true - is the bad one in the picture.'' - I added.

''What? Don't tell me you're jealous?'' 

My math book suddenly fell out of my grip from her unexpected question. 

''No! Ew! I mean, I know Kookie almost my whole life - and who can I be jealous of? Jisoo? Let me tell you when. Never.'' - I picked the book up from the ground.

''Whatever you say then.'' - she said. ''Here comes the lovebirds.'' 

I turned around with the rest of my school in the hallway, only to see Jisoo and Kookie holding hands, laughing about something. I rolled my eyes and continued on my own path to the classroom. I heard Haemin running up to me.

''They are cute, don't you think so?'' - she laughed at me.

''Absolutely adorable.'' 

𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐥, 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐚, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟕.

I was in a taxi, holding onto the seatbelt to put it. 

''To the downtown.'' - I said.

I can't believe that I'm standing on a Korean ground again, not to mention that it's almost three in the morning.

I looked through the window, thinking about everything.

Is this real? Why am I doing this to myself? 

Okay, I'm overthinking this again, maybe nothing bad is going to happen - but what if it happens?

Am I ready if something does happen? No. 

This was a mistake then. 

Too late now.

Minutes later I arrived at my temporary apartment that company paid for me. I didn't even bother unpacking - I went to sleep right away. 

I myself don't even know if I'm tired because of the traveling or am I tired because I can't fight with my thoughts anymore. 

𝐁𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧, 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐚, 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟐.

''Kookie!'' 

''Kookie !!'' 

'' Kookie !!!'' 

''Jeongguk, for God's sake come downstairs!'' - auntie Jeon shouted, calling him. 

''Y/N, please, you don't need to shout that much honey.'' - my mom said. 

''I miss Koo.'' - my tiny voice echoed.

Auntie Jeon smiled at me. ''You're the cutest little being, especially with that nickname for him.''

I blushed. 

A familiar figure came downstairs into the living room. The person who makes my heart beat a little faster. If my heart could have a smile, it would have a big one right now - like me, who's now running up for a hug.

''Kookie!'' 

''Hi Y/N.'' - He said and hugged me back carefully, as if I would break if he holds me a little tighter - while there's me who showed him love with the tightest hugs. I never wanted to let him go.

𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐥, 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐚, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟕.

Alarm at 6:15 in the morning - a living nightmare. 

I'm ready to open my eyes but my head feels heavy. I have a feeling similar to dying and I'd prefer dying now since I realized it's my first day at work here.

Unwillingly, I get up and make my way to the bathroom.

I stood under a hot water in my shower for the next 15 minutes - rethinking this once again, as if hundred times of thinking about the same thing weren't enough. 

What if we run at each other on my first day? 

Y/N, stop being dramatic! Get out of here.

After I showered and dressed up, I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Should I do my make-up? Why would I? If we run at each other it'll look like I was aiming for it to happen. I want everyone to see that I do not care. But on the other hand, if I do my make-up, I'll show him what he's missing, 

I'll do my make-up.

Now being completely done, I grabbed my black boots and jacket, leaving the warmth of my apartment. 

God have mercy on me. 

𝐁𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧, 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐚, 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟎.

''I whant Kookie.''

''Jeongguk?''

''Ywes, Kookie.''

''Honey, it's Jeongguk not Kookie.'' 

''But Kookie.''- I pouted.

I smiled in victory after having a small argument with my mother over Kookie's name. Auntie Jeon is now opening her doors for us and we welcome ourselves to another birthday party. He immediately ran in tiny three year old boy steps towards me. 

''Hi Y/N.'' - he smiled.

''Hawppy Birthdway Kookie.'' - I said, hugging him. I was always the one who's little compared to him - and I always will be.

He looked happy when he heard the nickname I gave him. He blushed. ''Thank you.''

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