Author's Note:
I wrote crap last chapter haha and I was intentionally planning to leave you all hanging. Jk. Kidding aside, sorry for being inactive. I actually enjoyed a not-so burdensome week at school and.... i forgot to update. :(
Anyway, THANK YOU FOR 6K READS KYAA~
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[ Yeonjoo ]
It's quite relieving that dad turned around the car while I was breaking down. I would never forget how much I cried that day. The Busan chore was cancelled and I'm here, locking myself up in my own room for days.
I would only go out whenever mom forces me to eat. More than that? I'd prefer to stay all alone. My notebooks are filled with random sketches and doodles while the fallen stack of jenga bricks were scattered for god knows how long. My bed couldn't be more messier right know. My room is a total disaster and I don't even know why it still feels comfortable.
My phone was continuously ringing and vibrating, making me feel irritated all the time. The least I did was to turn it off and to keep it hidden somewhere far from what I wouldn't remember.
"He knows I'm in Busan right now." I murmured to myself. I tried to lay down for another position finding comfort but I actually failed a hundred of times.
Jaera... Donghyuck... Jaera... Donghyuck...
It doesn't make sense.
I groaned while turning myself around. I covered my face with a pillow and tried to scream it all in. I hate this. I can't even try to find out the reason why Donghyuck did that. He can't do that. He seriously isn't someone who would cheat.
Illusions? Imposible.
I gave up. I stood and went to the cabinet, reaching it's top compartment where I hid my phone. I opened it again and saw bunch of messages from the same people.
From: Long-ass ride.
Yeonjoo. Jaemin told me about....you know. Don't go to Busan please. Let's talk.
From: Jisung.
Noona. Are you okay?
From: Renjun.
Call me if you want to talk to someone :) eat eat eat.
From: Jeno.
Stupid :p don't cry anyway. Jaemin told me.
It's not like I'm anticipating it but... where's Donghyuck's?
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[ 3rd person pov ]
The snow park wasn't as thrilling as Donghyuck expected it to be. He looked left and right, feeling lonlier as he could be. Up in the heavens, snow is falling down on his uncovered head. No one was beside him and he had no one to talk to. Loneliness and longing was the feeling.
He was about to leave the area when an unknown fist landed on his cheek. It hurts but Donghyuck can't even feel it because of the coldness. He looked at the guy and his eyes widened in shock.
"Jaemin?" He frowned while touching his pained face. Jaemin scoffed and smirked in annoyance with his first word.
"Just the right time. I actually regret to give up my feelings for her, to be honest." Jaemin fisted his other cheek. "Now, what the hell are you doing with Yeonjoo?"
"What?!" Donghyuck exclaimed. "I did nothing!"
Jaemin sat on the bench Donghyuck sat on. He sat on a comfortable position as he glared at Donghyuck for another answer. "Nothing?" He scowled.
"If you saw the thing between me and Jaera, don't even ask me why." Donghyuck said firmly as he walked fast going outside the park to find immediate medical help for his bleeding lip and for his darkened eye.
"Funny. I didn't see it, to be honest. Yeonjoo saw it with both of her eyes." Jaemin teased as Donghyuck had his fists in a ball, keeping himself from punching Jaemin with intention.
Donghyuck fell on his knees. She shouldn't have seen that. He messed up. He messed up pretty bad.
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[ Yeonjoo ]
"Staying there all alone won't make the both of you fine with each other again." I heard a familiar voice outside my room. I glared at the door for a moment and disregarded it again for my sake.
"Shin Yeonjoo."
"Open the damn door!" Mark shouted.
I sighed and stood up lazily. Pulling up my sheets, I manged to go to the door and opened it with a straight epression. "Problem?" I asked.
"Please..." Mark looked at me."Please don't make the same mistake again. Please listen to him...please..."
