part xx

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friends.

that's all we are, huh.

i think i got my hopes up too much.

he would never think of me in that way.

to him, i'm just a girl who plays the piano that was paired with him to perform and became a friend.

friend.

"hey, you okay?"

i look up from my feet to see youngjae peering down at me with a concerned look.

"yeah," i say, "totally."

it's taking a lot not to cry.

and the fact that i want to cry is confusing too. when he's a simple little crush ever affected me this much?

when has it ever caused me to want to bury myself in a hole and watch the world fade into darkness? when has it ever made me want to cry so powerfully and emotionally?

since when was a crush, something that's supposed to blossom into love, become something that crushes your heart?

xxx

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