A couple weeks started to go by, and no matter how I felt about it, I technically was starting to live a "normal life".
I was able to go to the college classes I signed up for a few months ago, and started attending my classes on a daily basis.
It was "normal". It was what I wanted. But there was something in me that said I didn't want that anymore.
I honestly don't know how I felt. I was still trying to recover from everything that had happened over the last few months.
I didn't talk to any of the other students that went to my college, because I was scared about getting attached to people like I did with Jeno. Leaving Jeno behind was something I really regretted; he was my best friend since childhood, and we broke up over a phone call.
"Oh Jiwoo?", my professor said my name for the attendance list that morning.
"Here.", I mumbled.
The other students looked at me, and some whispered to each other.
I could hear some of them say things like "that's the only word I've ever heard her say", or "she's so quiet". If they all knew my backstory, they definitely wouldn't be making comments like that.
It was hard to live the same life I was living before I met NCT Dream. I forgot what it was like. Any time that I started getting even the littlest bit comfortable with my new life, I always got flashbacks to the chaotic nights I had with NCT Dream and ITZY, or I'd see something that would remind me of one of the members.
I have no idea why I was so hooked on all of them, or why it was so hard to detach myself.
Did I miss them?
I forced myself to snap out of my thoughts. I learned it was never good for me.
I discreetly shook my head, and refocused on the notes I was taking for that class.
But it was hard not to think of everything. It was hard to believe that I saw the things I did. People always say that there's going to be some kind of struggle that you have to go through, and I had no idea that I'd be struggling with friendships with a mafia.
I couldn't stop thinking about Jaemin either. We left each other on such weird terms.
He kissed me.
Things were just starting to clear up with him before I left; plus, Kai was giving me the answers about Jaemin that I needed.
But I guess I'd never know.
I got bored of the class that I was in, and decided to pick up my phone and check the notifications.
There was a text from some "unknown" number.
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Unknown: Can I come over? We need to talk.
Me: sry, who is this?
Unknown: Jaemin
