y/n pov
He's here. He's in class. He's eyes show how broken he is. I'm sorry, Jisung I'm really sorry. You can find someone way better, someone who can treat you way better. I'm broken, and what's broken can't be fixed. I don't want to break you the way I broke myself. I don't want to see you down and lifeless like me. Yes, I like you. He's staring into thin air. He seems so hopeless. I want to hug him, I wanna tell him everything is fine. But I can't do it now can I? Fear is eating every single piece of me. I'm sorry.
"y/n, he needs you" Minho snapped me out of my thoughts. "What? Who?" I asked. "Jisung, he needs you." He answered. "Please Minho, he can find someone better" I said and looked away. "Y/n, shut the fuck up okay? He needs you. Not Soojin, not Irene. He needs you. So, shut the fuck up and tell him you love him." Minho said. He walked away, making me sigh.
See the problem here is that, Minho is right.
