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ot8!skz x reader highschool!smau - crack humour, angst, fluff

The first day of her final year at high school, and y/n has biology with Mr Park as her first lesson of the day, sat on a table with a group of people who have nothing in common and can’t really stand each other. She’s not too upset about it, though - ‘it can only get better from here,’ she thinks. Little does she know that her day (and her year) is only going to get so much worse…

a/n: guys I am so excited about this, it’s gonna be so fun! thanks to @silverlightprincess​ for helping me to think up the concept to this story and the personalities of the characters, you’re the best! I really hope you guys enjoy, please just comment or drop me an ask if you want to be added to the taglist, and also let me know what you think of each part - I like gossiping with you guys about my work! x

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part one - character introductions

part two - disaster apocalypse

part three - big boy trousers

part four - dumb and dumber

part five - feminine charm

part six - 6.5 packs of fairy lights

part seven - banned from peru

part eight - barbie

part nine - god, help me

part ten - chan and chani

part eleven - give me the strength

part twelve - simp nation

part thirteen - frosting on his abs

part fourteen - dinner with a view

part fifteen - no-neck ed

part sixteen (a) - twerk until you cry

part sixteen (b) - twerk until you cry

part seventeen - foot up his ass

part eighteen - extraordinary you

part nineteen - rob list

part twenty - knife

part twenty-one - charity work

part twenty-two - down atrocious

part twenty-three - moaning myrtle

part twenty-four - mark lee

part twenty-five - material girl

part twenty-six (a) - harry styles

part twenty-six (b) - harry styles

part twenty-seven (a) - rampage

part twenty-seven (b) - rampage

part twenty-eight - wring his neck

part twenty-nine - angsty loser

part thirty - pick up 12

part thirty-one - in cahoots

part thirty-two - move to peru

part thirty-three - alexa, play best friend

part thirty-four - batman and robin

part thirty-five (a) - blushing

part thirty-five (b) - blushing

part thirty-six - drownin and drippin

part thirty-seven - ice cream chillin

part thirty-eight - secret santa

part thirty-nine - hot girl stomach problems

part forty - test my patience

part forty-one - drank the punch

part forty-two - minho from shinee

part forty-three - pureimagination

part forty-four - another rampage

part forty-five - godmother

part forty-six - jason derulo

part forty-seven - big boy

part forty-eight - capitalism king

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Sorry, I love you | hyunjin

Pairing: ex!hyunjin x ex!y/n (feat. Han Jisung)

Genre: fluff in the beginning, tablemates, crush, angst, mentions of possessiveness, mentions of fights, heated arguments, break up, reconcile??

Rating: PG 15+ (suggestive content)

Warning: suggestive fights, suggestive possessive actions

Word Count: 12k (longest one shot i’ve written uwu)

Synopsis:“The fact that we’ve grown even further apart than we were makes me weary.” Do we still have a chance to return to how we used to be?

现在 (xian zai) | Now

What I did to get closer to you was rather,

Building a wall between us, I'm speechless.

—

-> Your pov

Frequently, 3 questions are running in my mind ever since I stepped into adulthood.

What is one encounter that left the strongest impression in your mind when you recalled your teenage memories?

For me, it is not about how well or bad I've done for my exams, not about the different friends I made and most of them come and go, not about the rebellious moments when I skipped lessons or shutting my teacher up. Yes, those are priceless moments that all of us can only do when we are young because we can afford to make mistakes.

The most memorable encounter would be meeting my first love, where we had crushes on each other, confessing to each other, falling deeper with one another and how things went out of hand, leading to a sad ending where we part from one another.

We laughed, we celebrated, we loved. We also argued, we fought, we cried and went numb. I never believed my parent's words -- teenage love are all puppy love, it will never end well until I actually went through a heartwrenching break-up with someone I used to pour my heart out for.

"You were the first person I ever loved so deeply, but you are also the first person I lost."

That was his last word before he left you for good.

What is one thing you regretted the most in your teenage years?

One thing that I regretted... would be not understanding, not empathising and not loving with him more. It is undeniable that he has his own fault, but I was not sensitive enough to fully understand what he actually wanted. I only remembered blaming him for everything he did, which irks me, but I neglected why he had done so and would be hurt from what I commented.

What makes me feel even more guilty is he blamed himself for making me feel that way, making me upset and angry, creating all the unnecessary dramas that drifted both of us apart when I was clear that I was also at fault.

There is one common Chinese saying -- 失去了才知道珍惜 (Only when you lose it then you will cherish it), and I feel that it totally explains how we feel about this painfully broken relationship. It was our first time experiencing love attraction, learning how to love, and overcoming obstacles, but we were too immature to get over that.

We thought separating would be the most ideal decision to free each other from pain. Ironically, little did we know that the actual pain comes from finally understanding our faults and regrets, all the unspoken apologies and unexpressed love as we grow older and no longer by each other's side anymore.

They said that first love is the sweetest, and the first cut is the deepest. The scar will forever be carved in my heart and hurts no matter how old I get.

What is one thing you want to tell yourself if you can rewind the time?

Please apologise and tell him how much you love him, how much you regretted pushing him away and how much he means to you. He loved you with all his heart and soul, so please forgive him for everything he did and show him that you love him too. Don't be stingy to express them, because it is what he needed the most from you, that nobody can provide him with the same warmth and affection as you do. He had protected you with all his life and what have you actually done to reciprocate that?

When can I deliver the 4 unspoken words that I desperately want to let him know?

"Sorry, l love you."

—

-> Second person pov

"Y/n! Isn't this you and Hyunjin when we were in our last year?"

Alumni were invited back to your high school to have a gathering, and they have specially set up a gallery for all of you to walk through. You were initially hesitant to attend because you didn't dare to face your ex-first love if you were to bump into him again.

Your best friend managed to convince you, and despite turning up for it, your eyes still wandered around frequently, trying to spot the familiar body frame that you missed for 4 years. Anxiety lingered around your heart because you were trying to mentally prepare yourself, hoping you would not make a fool out of yourself when you meet him again.

Walking down the memory lane, you saw many nostalgic pictures hung across the wall, smiling foolishly at yourself when you spotted an unglam picture that you took with your best friends during a sports carnival. Your smile was frozen until you heard that name that it is unforgettable and how much it stings your heart even after 4 years.

It has been a long since you mentioned or even heard about him. How has he been doing? Has he been doing fine? Has he found someone better than you?

Piles of questions left unanswered in your brain as you walked over to your best friend's side, catching sight of a picture where both of you were wearing the school uniforms, hugging each other and smiling blissfully under a huge tree located in your high school.

It was the happiest day you ever had in your whole 18 years of life because both of you confessed to one another after having major crushes since middle school.

Coming back to the tree, it was reputable for fulfilling students' wishes when they tied their handwritten notes onto the branches. Nevertheless, both of you also tied your own wishes onto the tree.

Tears started accumulating around the brim of your eyes as your gaze stayed on the picture that became worn off. You still remember clearly how your form teacher sneakily took a picture of both of you and teased you for a good 1 week. To your surprise, you didn't expect her to pin up the picture in this gallery.

A picture speaks a thousand words. Those memories that you wanted to bury deep inside your brain so badly started replaying like a documentary again.

起 (qi) | Initial

To be just friends, you're too beautiful,

To just stay as friends, I know I'll regret this so,

I know I'll regret, so I decided to express my feelings,

I want to be more than just friends.

—

~ Spring 2018

"Welcome back to school, my dears, it is the last year of high school, which means national exams are coming. Also, I am pretty sure you guys have already mingled well with one another, so that means I can shuffle the seats, right?" Your homeroom teacher greeted all of you with her signature warm smile, immune to the dreading faces of the younger ones.

Not claiming the title of being the teacher's pet, you always somehow get better likings from your teachers despite your calm demeanour. You were not a chatty, gossipy girl that shares different tea in the morning or a rebellious girl that flunks studies or bullies other people. Staying on the neutral stand wouldn't make you offend anybody and reduce being the protagonist of the various dramas airing in school.

The only thing you are concerned about is your results, your wellbeing, your loved ones, and last but not least, your long term crush that lasted for the past 5 years from middle school. Miraculously, you have been in the same class with him since you met him till now.

"No objections? I will spin the wheel now," she continued on with her new game and rearranged everyone's seating arrangement. Perhaps it was a school reopen luck, you get to sit with your crush after being in the same class for 5 years.

"Hi! I think you already know me, we are tablemates now!" His joyful and welcoming expression painted more colours to your new year new day. Despite your heart beating at an insane speed, you faked a small smile as you didn't want him to think of you as a materialistic girl if you were to flash your white teeth at him.

It isn't your usual style at all.

"If I can't even remember you after being in the same class for 5 years, I should be visiting the doctor to get a full-body check-up," you joked while packing your textbooks under your table, hearing a light chuckle from the latter.

"I didn't know your humour is on the next level, nice knowing that," he placed one of his hands to support the side of his head, sitting slightly slanted to look at you until your homeroom teacher called for his attention. You smirked at him before flipping to the last page you were at, tapping your pen on the paper as you hear Hyunjin going on and on with his grandpa story.

Was he ever this talkative?

Both of you didn’t take a long time to get close to one another. Almost all your classmates were surprised by how the 2 least talkative people who got arranged to sit together started to talk endlessly in class. The chemistry between both of you was vigorous, including your feelings for him that increased exponentially overnight.

The relationship between you and Hyunjin felt like a drug — addictive and underlying toxicity. Both of you couldn’t get each other off your mind, despite putting on a calm facade. The passion flaming inside both hearts is crazy to the extent that both can appear in each other dreams that none of you mentioned.

You always thought that your feelings for him were a one-sided love, oblivious to the fact that he fell for you earlier than you did. Neither one dared to bring it up until the feelings started to overflow and suffocate him.

Before he decided to confess to you, you began to sense that something was different about him. The rate of coincidentally bumping into him in your neighbourhood rose, he always somehow appeared when you needed help, he would protect you at all costs — preventing you from getting injured in many cases, replacing you to receive detention when you forgot to bring your textbooks, buying you food when you didn’t have time to eat, taking care of you in class when your period came etc.

Although there were many questions you wanted to ask him, you didn’t have the courage because you were afraid that you were maybe just overthinking or misunderstanding his intentions.

What if the precious friendship is broken after you asked him the most burning question, “do you like me?”

So you ended up swallowing them back and down your throat.

Friends surrounding you and him were asking if both of you were dating, but there wasn’t an exact answer given to them because both of you are still between the fine line of close friends and lovers. Nonetheless, all the friends were sure that both of you would end up together one day, and that must be the most successful relationship they have ever witnessed.

That was what all of you thought.

There was one day when you remembered you didn’t sleep for nights due to overwhelming stress as exams were around the corner, you fell asleep in class. Hyunjin agreed to cover up for you so that the tutor would not scold you, and he did an excellent job. As you were still groggy in your sleep, you felt your eyes get darker. You assumed it was Hyunjin who tried to avoid sunlight shining at you so you could have a better sleep, so you decided to continue closing your eyes and get more rest.

Your mind was still hazy between sleep and awake, but one thing you could confirm was that you felt something soft and warm touch the corner of your lips. It stayed there for a while before leaving, making you lowkey still want more of it.

Many options ran in your already awakened mind, and the verdict was — his lips. No matter how much you tried to convince yourself it was not that, the sensation you felt clearly pointed towards his lips. As your brain searched for the answer, you felt a strand of hair tucked behind your ears, followed by a gentle caress from a warm hand.

It’s him. It’s definitely him.

Your burning question started rising again, and you decided to confront him then. Opening your eyes, you saw your tablemate froze in his action as he looked into your eyes while the warm sunlight shone on his flawless face. He looked like an angel.

“Perhaps…do you like me?”

That question was audible enough for both of you to hear, including the racing heartbeats that deafen whatever the tutor spoke.

I don’t care if we won’t be friends anymore after this, i just want to know the answer.

“What if i say yes?” he uttered softly under his breath, gazing at you as if you mean the whole world to him.

“Hyunjin, off to detention for 4 hours now,” you jumped from your seat as you immediately sat up straight, knowing that your tutor had caught him red-handed for talking in class. He sighed softly before exiting, leaving you hanging from the conversation that was cut off.

Since then, both of you started to drift a little apart and didn’t talk as much as before. It wasn’t because you didn’t like him anymore or he annoyed you, you just couldn’t bring yourself to look at him like how you used to be. You were able to be comfortable with him because you thought he only treated you as a close friend, for which you were already grateful enough. But with the knowledge of him having a huge chance of developing feelings for you, how can you face him when there wasn’t a defined label of the relationship?

Sometimes you felt like he was just kidding with you that day because he didn’t take any further actions afterwards. You were confused as hell about his feelings towards you, but you were too pussy to probe him more. Likewise, for him, he thought you didn’t like him and hence distant, so he decided to keep his own feelings to himself and let it fade over time.

Both of you thought the one-sided love would never be reciprocated until receiving courage from your friends to confess during Valentines Day. Even if both of you may feel hurt when one was rejected, at least the other party knew how important both meant to each other.

“Y/n, once you see this post it, please make your way to the wishing tree asap.”

You just returned from your music lesson, and you saw a pink post-it pasted on the middle of your table. It was prominent that the handwriting belonged to Hyunjin, and he wouldn’t do this kind of stuff except for urgent things. You ran your way down the stairs despite your tutor hollering you from the back, mind only thinking about him as you were afraid if he wanted to tell you anything important or worse, bad news.

“I’m-i’m here,” you panted heavily after dashing down from the classroom, taking over the plastic water bottle that he gave you. Muttering a quick ‘thanks’, you gulped the water while he signalled you over to sit with him on a bench below the tree.

After stabilising your breath, you asked, “why did you call me over now? Weren’t we supposed to be having a lesson? We can do it after school too.”

“I want to spend some time with you, only you,” he darted his eyes at you, triggering your heartbeat to be irregular again. You nodded awkwardly, turning your attention back to the water bottle in your hands, waiting for his following line.

“Did you confess to anyone today?”

You almost choked on your water when you heard that question.

“No…? Why?”

“Did anybody confess to you today?”

What the hell is wrong with him?

“No,” you answer subtly while looking at him with a confused expression, furrowing your eyebrows as he seemed weird that day.

“Great, i’ll be the one breaking the record today.”

Before you could even process, you already found him inches away from you, hands reached out to the back of your neck while his thumb gently grazed at your lips. His gaze wasn’t soft and warm like he usually has, but it was filled with desire and domination.

The implied message would be: “I want you, and i want to eat you up.”

You were not afraid because you knew he wasn’t someone who just fuck around and toyed with peoples’ feelings, proven by those straightforward rejections to those girls he didn’t pick an interest in. He also wasn’t someone who would hurt you as he cherished you like a fragile glass.

“The reason why i called you over today and now is because i want to tell you something that has been in my heart for very long. I know i’ll regret, but i still decided to express my feelings. I want us to be more than just friends because i like you a lot.”

Are my ears fooling me? Am i hallucinating? Is it real?

Your heartbeat was like hitting 200km/h and it almost fell out from your chest. Your head was spinning, ears were deafening and mouth drying up when you heard that confession come out of his mouth. He was staring into your eyes when he said those words, warm breath touching your skin, showing you that he was more than serious about what he just conveyed.

"I like you too."

Your long-awaited confession has finally left your mouth and been heard by the recipient. The one-sided love that both of you had was finally reciprocated.

We will now be together forever, right?

承 (cheng) | Escalation

I try to hide this feeling that I can't control,

I get carried away by this feeling that I can't control,

With you being so irresistibly charming,

I should have looked away, yet I'm mesmerised again.

—

~ Summer 2018

Even after 2 months, you still cannot believe your crush has turned into your boyfriend. It still felt like a hallucination during the confession day, where both of you poured your true feelings for each other, shedding tears of joy at how both of you finally belonged to one another.

The whole class soon knew that both of you had gone beyond the label of just ‘tablemates’ as they saw you guys going in and out of school together, eating in the canteen together, spending almost all your time together.

Dating him felt like a dream. He was all that fitted your ideal type perfectly and treated you like a queen. Of course, you were never a selfish girlfriend who just received, you also placed him on your priority, probably even above your parents.

Within a short span of 2 months, both parents have already met the other partner, and they are very much satisfied with each of you. With the affirmation of both families, you guys were more firm on blooming this relationship in the hope to walk together till the end of life.

There were many beautiful memories both of you shared — chatting in class when the tutor was boring, helping each other out in studies, staying back in the library to study and ending up falling asleep beside one another, hanging out after school in a nearby cafe to express all the sweet nothings etc. You felt inseparable from him because he meant the world to you and vice versa.

Everything feels right with him. You thought that you had found your significant other, your soulmate, your lifelong lover. Only when you grow older then you understand that it was just a honeymoon phase.

Most couples will feel the excitement, sexual arousal, nuance, and slightly obsessive 'lust', which all contribute to the reasons why both of you were addicted to one another.

"You lit up like a chandelier around me, and my eyes can only contain you."

You can never forget that sentence that he told you when both of you were having a picnic at the beach. It was a holiday period and you suggested going for a picnic, where he immediately agreed and volunteered to plan the outing for both of you. It was when you had a heart to heart talk with him, and you found out that he actually fell in love with you since the start of middle school.

"We were not even close, not to mention about conversing with one another," you reminded him as you heard him chuckle lightly.

"Yea I know, I mean, even though we didn't talk much, I have been observing you for a long time," he traced his hands over yours, finding a home for his palms. "You are quiet and calm as if nothing would affect you at all, even if the sky drops, which is something I like about you. You are not like other girls who wanted attention, wanted fame by gossiping about others or bootlicking the popular to join them or those that were snobbish when they scored full marks. You have always been yourself -- saying whatever you feel like saying, doing whatever you feel like doing, behaving like how you wanted to behave."

You looked at him with watery eyes when he pointed out all the features he spotted in you, feeling touched by how he remembered every piece of you in school that made him confirm you were who he wanted to be with. Never ever have you expected him to notice so many traits about you because you thought he never laid your eyes on you until he confessed.

Oh and, another reason why you were not bold enough to express your feelings is that he had always been the most popular guy in your cohort since middle school. You felt inferior to stand beside him because you felt like a wallflower that adds colour to his blooming image.

"Really? Am I that-"

"Yes, you are great, you have always been great, my dear. Don't ever degrade yourself because you deserved to be recognised," he pulled you closer to his embrace, running his hands behind your hand to soothe you from your insecurities.

You swore that the sunset during that day was the most beautiful sunset you have ever seen as you hugged your lover by your side. The comfort, warmth, love that you had always been seeking were found in his arms. You have dreamt of that scene countlessly and it finally came true, affirming your mind that he will be the one that was the most suited for you, fitting in like the last missing piece in your life.

"Hyun, I know it's too early to ask this, but will you always be with me?"

It was the most vulnerable state you have been in. As much as you hated to show your weak side to anybody, you knew that he was someone who would empathise with your situation, lending all his ears to hear you out, giving you the best consoles that you needed then. Both of you were still young, the future was unpredictable and you felt that having a long-term relationship does sound promising but uncertain at the same time.

What if his feelings faded over time?

What if my feelings faded over time?

What if he found a better person than me?

What if more obstacles are coming in our way as we enter adulthood?

Are we still able to maintain our relationship like how we are now?

There was an abundance of uncertainties residing in your brain, and you felt the need to let him know. Having attraction, falling in love, getting together is definitely easier than challenges, conflicts, disappointments coming in the way.

"Of course, I will. No matter what happens, I will always be by your side," he replied firmly as he hugged you tighter, showering you with soft kisses on your head as both of you enjoyed the sunset. His reply did make you feel better, and you believed in him.

Kisses with him were the ultimate gift that you ever received. Recalling how he was so careful when asking if he could kiss you, if the force was right, if you were okay with the speed... all the stupid questions that came up from him until you shut him up by kissing him back.

He was very respectful when coming to things that were your virgin tries, and he always ensured that you were totally comfortable with him until he proceeded further. His pink, juicy, plump lips felt tailor-made for you.

The first kiss was distinctive. You remembered clearly how he lifted you off the floor and placed you on the table, hands around your waist, holding you tight. He still asked you, "are you sure you want to do it? We can stop if you don't feel comfortable," even though he was eyeing your lips for a long time, you just shook your head and told him you were ready for it.

You were supposed to study at his house as invited by his mother, but it ended up becoming a steamy session when you accidentally fell on him when you tried to reach out for his book.

Lust and desire, isn't it?

His lips gently brushed against yours like butterfly wings, staying long enough to inhale your breath, feeling the warmth of your skin as the pad of his thumb rubbed softly against your tee and the taste of your lip balm that lingered around.

"No regrets?"

"No regrets."

His lips soon smashed against yours and kissed you like how he wanted to be kissed. It wasn't rough, but he was trying to seek union with your lips when both of you shared one breath, one sensation and the passionate moment that revolves around only you and him. Your shirt gradually got lifted as his hands went beneath that sent electricity across your body, igniting the fire inside you as you felt heat rising to your cheeks. Soft mewls escaped your lips as he devoured you like his prey, tracing your abdomen as you threw your hands around his neck.

Thankfully the door was locked, if not you would dig a hole on the floor and jump in then. It felt like euphoria when he explored your inner mouth, sucking and licking every part of it while letting out soft groans that were only audible for both of you to hear. All the test questions and answers were far behind both minds, as all you could think about was to show your love to him.

Both of you finally pulled away, panting heavily from the heated session both of you shared. If not for running out of breath, he swore he would continue on and on because your lips felt like a drug to him. Hands still intact with your skin, he pulled you into his arms as he dived deeper into the crook of your neck, placing soft kisses on it as you closed your eyes and enjoyed his dominance.

"Did I go too far?" He uttered under his breath as you shook your head.

"I won't let you off easily next time," you winced at an unfamiliar pain that was on your neck as he pulled away, smirking at you before asking you to go to the mirror and see for yourself.

"Holy shit you-" you playfully whacked his arms as he pulled you down to sit beside him, continuing where both of you left off from the discussion earlier.

After that day of the first intimate session both of you shared, you guys had gotten closer and felt more comfortable with physical contacts that were beyond the norm. Things were going exponentially well until he received a letter from a university he applied to in the UK.

When you first heard the news, you were genuinely happy for him, but the more it ran in your mind, your worries of maintaining a long-distance relationship triggered your insecurity again. Nevertheless, you still wanted him to pursue his dream of being an interior designer. You knew that he had always wanted to further study in that field, and now he finally received his acceptance letter, you didn't want to be a burden to him.

He is an intelligent, talented, hardworking person that deserves the opportunities, and it was finally his turn to spread his wings.

The process of accepting both of you would be apart for 3 years was already tough. You guys had been discussing what would be the best plan to sustain this relationship when he would be abroad in 6 months time and to be honest, it was brain-wrecking. No matter how concrete the plan would be, there would definitely be underlying issues that rose unexpectedly.

As both of you were already coming to a consensus after endless discussions, conflicts, arguments due to disparity in perceptions, issues started to rise again when your childhood best friend, Han Jisung finally returned from Malaysia.

Will we still be able to stand firm together despite all the obstacles coming in our way, or will we fall apart?

转 (zhuan) | Twist

I blame myself, I blame you,

I don't know whom to blame, my resent grows,

Trying to break down the wall between us just brеaks my heart,

While making my mind up, I missed thе most important one.

—

~ Autumn 2018

"Hey, Jisung! So happy to see you again!" You gave a warm tight hug to your long-time-no-see bestie, ignorant to the black-faced Hyunjin standing behind you and crossing his arms. Before arriving at the airport to fetch him, you had a minor conflict with Hyunjin because he was reluctant to follow you and last-minute changing his mind to come along.

"If you are not happy, then don't come," that was your last words before hanging up the phone the night before. When you first shared the news of your guy best friend coming back to him, he made a big fuss out of it because he felt you would spend more time with Jisung than him.

You thought he would be receptive to it, but little did you know that he would have such a big reaction, which made you feel wronged. You understood that he felt insecure because he presumed Jisung to be his 'enemy', as he had childhood trauma caused by his family.

He grew up in a problematic childhood where he was the most unfavourite child among his other 2 siblings (let's assume he has here okay). Ever since he was born, he was never doted by his family and was forced to be independent when he was a kid. He never had many possessions, but he would never let it go the moment he had it. He didn't tell you this until one of the days when you had a midnight call with him.

As the days went by, his true colours started to reveal -- he got agitated when you were talking to other guy classmates, as well as those guy colleagues you worked with. Initially, you were patient with his actions because you empathised with his situation, and you did your best to assure him that you would always be by his side.

However, things started to get overboard when he picked a fight with your assigned partner during lesson time. You recalled that you were just sitting slightly closer to your partner because both of you were analysing a picture, and he suddenly barged in and punched your partner in the face.

The situation got out of hand when the fight got worse and no matter how much you tried to stop him, his fury overshadowed his rationality until you slapped him in the face.

Your heart stung badly like how your palm was.

The whole class went so silent that even a pin drop could be heard. You opened your mouth wide as you saw his redden cheeks and your burning palm, immediately regretting slapping him. However, you were also triggered because he created chaos in the class, punching someone innocent.

Both of you looked at each other with reddened eyes. He realised what he had done, and he knew it was wrong. Likewise, you realised you hurt him, which was terrible as well.

"Y/n, Hyunjin, (partner's name), come to the teacher's office now."

The 3 of you got reprimanded by the discipline master, but none of his words entered your brain. The only thing you thought of was to confront Hyunjin, as well as apologise to him. The moment your discipline master released 3 of you, you dragged Hyunjin to the end of the corridor that was more secluded so you could have a private space to talk to him.

"Hyun, I'm-I'm so sorry, i-i didn't mean to," your head hung low as guilt gushed all over your heart. No matter how angry you were at him for making the reckless move, it was your fault for slapping him.

"No, no it’s okay, I'm sorry too, babe, I was-i was...I was jealous..." he replied apologetically as he fiddled with his fingers, waiting for your answer.

"Hyun, I know it's my fault for slapping you, I'm very sorry for that, but why would you do that? We were just discussing and you just came in to punch him as if he harassed me, how am I supposed to face him now? We are only halfway done with our project and how can I work properly with him in the future?" You combed your hair to the back frustratedly as you looked at the latter in front of you, stifling his tears as he nodded at your response.

"Hyun, what happened? It wasn't the first time you did this. The previous time you hit my colleague as well, remember? I almost lost my job... and now this, how am I supposed to face him and the rest of our classmates? Hyun, I totally understand your emotions, I heard you and I assured you repeatedly that I am always by your side, why would you still do this?"

You knew, you knew whatever you said would stab his heart, but he needed to know that you had your own limits as well. There were countless times when you had to take time to talk to him, making sure he understood where you were coming from. You were never born patient, but he was constantly challenging your limits.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry babe..." his cries got louder as your heart softened.

It was a toxic cycle. Unsure when the relationship had been going on a downfall as you started to interact with other male figures. He will first give you a black face, ignoring your words, waiting for you to probe him and you always did, then conflicts rise, followed by his fights with others if it was severe if not he will start approaching you again after cooling down for a few days.

You felt sick of entertaining all of these anymore, but you just couldn’t bring yourself to break things off with him. You were aware that because he put you at the top of his heart, that’s why his reactions were always theatrical, but it started to make you feel suffocated.

However, whenever you saw him breaking down, your heart felt weak and you forgave him because you knew that he was sensitive to your distance with guys, but you continued to do so despite him telling you that he didn’t like it. You were unable to blame him as you were not focusing on his needs as well. Things were starting to subside until Jisung came back from Malaysia.

“Oh my god bestie, I missed you too! By the way, this is…?”

“Her boyfriend,” Hyunjin came over from the back, sharply pulling you beside him as you winced at the impact. You laughed awkwardly as you darted a glare at the latter, suppressing your anger when he just rudely pulled you away, leaving Jisung speechless.

“Ah-oh, hi, I'm Han Jisung, y/n’s close friend,” he reached out his hand, wanting to make friends with Hyunjin. Hyunjin just flashed a fake smile at him before changing the topic, leaving Jisung’s hand awkwardly in the air.

“Jisung, don’t mind him, he’s just a little angsty today, let’s go,” you shoved Hyunjin’s hand off your waist and went over to Jisung side, leading him to the car that you have driven over earlier and Hyunjin tracing behind both backs unwillingly.

Having Jisung around made the relationship between you and Hyunjin worse. Of course, it’s none of Jisung’s fault because he wasn’t even aware of what was going on between the both of you, but just got dragged in from time to time in the arguments you had with Hyunjin.

As Jisung was transferred to the same school, he had to start from year 2 as the syllabus was slightly different from Malaysia. You mentioned to Hyunjin before that Jisung needed more help in his studies and you were the only one he knew that could guide him, so you will take some time over to Jisung’s house and tutor him.

This issue had been going on before Jisung returned, and the consensus was already agreed upon that you would take 2 days to help Jisung and spend the rest of time with him. However, there were times when you had to go over for extra 1 or 2 days as exams were coming.

You felt unfair that you had to restrain your time spent with Jisung as your boyfriend wasn’t fond of it. You wanted to catch up with Jisung but could not do so as you knew that if you stayed for an extra 5 minutes, you would receive spam calls from him. When you rushed over to his side, he would say sarcastic words that add flame to your fire.

You felt guilty about one thing because you lied to Hyunjin for a good 2 weeks that you had to work overtime, but in fact, you were at Jisung’s house. He only found out when he decided to do a surprise visit at your shop, only to hear from your manager that you weren’t assigned duty that day.

All infuriated, he decided to find you and confront you. To his dismay, you were not in your own house as well. He decided to wait for you to come back while cooling down his anger, as he knew that you disliked him raising his voice in any sort of situation.

“Hyun? Wh-why are you here..?” your voice quivered as you saw your boyfriend standing by your door, emitting icy cold energy from his eyes.

You knew that you were busted.

“Weren’t you supposed to be working?” he asked monotonously, sending shivers down your spine as you were certain that you couldn’t lie further.

“Let’s go in and talk,” not wanting your neighbours to hear, you unlocked the door and let him in, ready to start another world war.

“Answer me now.” The moment the door was shut, he pinned you against the wall while ordering you to answer him.

He was angry, very angry at you.

“I-i-i’m sorry, I lied,” you squeezed your eyes shut as you owned up your mistake, hearing a sharp inhale from the latter as he pulled away from you.

You were expecting him to yell at you, but he just kept quiet and looked at you with redden and swollen eyes that showed he had been crying before you even returned home. "Why? Why did you lie to me?"

His trembling voice broke your heart. You were speechless, flustered, anxious because it was indeed your fault. In order to spend more time with Jisung, you decided to take the worse approach, which is to lie when you could have talked to him nicely, and he probably would have understood your stand.

The method of resolving numerous conflicts has been wrong since the beginning. Instead of talking things out and explaining both rationales, both of you kept arguing for nothing but not sharing the true intentions behind your thoughts.

"I-I was afraid that you would be angry, then you would pick a fight with Jisung again..." your voice quivered as you looked down on the floor.

Silence.

Your anxiety is creeping in as it was your first time seeing Hyunjin keeping his mouth shut as he stared at you. It was scarier than him shouting or arguing because you knew things were worsening.

"Y/n, do you know why I have acted this way since the beginning?"

Right, why did he act this way? Isn’t he is just jealous because i talked to opposite genders? But is that really it?

"No..."

"Y/n, you know sometimes I really hate how insensitive you are. Those guys who talked to you in school were trying to court you. How could you not notice that? Didn't you notice their gazes? Didn't you notice those 'coincidental' touches? Did you even consider my feelings?"

Your mouth opened wide as you recalled those flashbacks. Those interactions you had with the guy schoolmates, who always appear whenever Hyunjin was around. There were times when they touched your hand but ended up apologising and said they were coincidental. Now that you look back, you realise that those were intentional and you fell for it. However, as you mind flashed how he always fought with them, the blood in your stomach boiled again.

Many people were speculating your reaction towards his reckless actions. There were many times when you felt ashamed because you had an immature boyfriend who went around punching people because of his jealousy.

"Well, but there isn't a need to fight with them right? Like, I get that you are angry and jealous, but fighting doesn't resolve things?! Why didn't you tell me instead?"

"I didn't tell you?! I remembered myself bringing up many times to ask you not to go close to them, but you don't listen?! You always said that I am possessive and doesn't give you the space you need, but have you ever considered what do I exactly need? I can respect you but have you given me the same respect I gave?"

"But Hyunjin, I get that you are angry but you know the moment I recall those fights you have gotten into, got called into the discipline master's office various times and getting yourself bruised makes me feel upset? I feel ashamed, that my boyfriend has to act like that in order to protect his girlfriend. I know that I am at fault, but aren't you accountable for your actions as well?"

Fury, blames, disappointment filled the atmosphere.

"I definitely am, but it is because I love you so much, that I can't control myself at times. I got so jealous whenever I see you with others, especially your bestie. I know nothing is going on, but I still feel jealous, urgh!"

"Hyunjin! I already said many many times that we are just besties and he already has his own crush! It has been a long since we met and we need time to catch up? Why can't you even spare that mercy for me?! Oh dear like, you know your love makes me feel suffocated? I want to live like other normal girls as well, who has the freedom to befriend opposite genders while having a boyfriend. Yes, I may have neglected you, but can't we understand each other?"

You broke down when you finished your words, crumbling on the floor as you cried your lungs out. You immediately regretted saying those but you couldn't take it anymore. Likewise, for him, he was also bawling his eyes out when he looked at the situation both of you were in.

“I’m so tired Hyunjin, really, i thought we were fine, but what exactly happened to us…” you choked on your words as tears flowed uncontrollably down your cheeks, clutching your throbbing head from excessively crying and the painful situation you were in.

We were not how we used to be anymore.

None of you expected this day to come so soon. 6 months back you guys were living the real definition of eudaemonia but now, things seemed to have collapsed and a strong hint of separation would the best decision to spare each of your life.

Why did things end up the way we least wanted them to be? We know that we truly love each other, but what had gone wrong? Were we in the wrong place, wrong time to get together? Is that all for us?

合 (he) | verdict

The fact that we've grown even further apart than we were makes me weary,

Because of my honesty, there is no relief, all that remain is regret.

—

~ Winter 2018

You were not feeling anywhere better even after 3 months of breaking up with your ex-lover.

“I just want to tell you that, meeting you is the best decision i have made, but the time and place that we met is wrong. We are young, immature, unable to express our love like how we want it to be which leads us to the situation now. Maybe breaking up is the best for now.”

That was the hardest decision you have ever made — to initiate a break-up with him. Breaking up was the last thing you would want to do on earth, but you felt that persisting in that torn relationship with 2 broken hearts would cause more pain for both of you. It wasn’t because you didn’t love him anymore, but you didn’t have the energy to love him the way he wanted you to be, vice versa.

That night was excruciating for you. Those redden eyes, nose, cheeks of his flashed in your brain countlessly, even in your dreams. His words were carved in your brain, frequently stabbing your heart when you recalled it.

“You were the first person I ever loved so deeply, but you are also the first person I lost, im sorry my love, i didn’t know my love would cause that much pain for you, maybe splitting would be the most ideal way for us now. Sorry, i love you.”

And he left your house without looking back. It was difficult for him to say the same thing as you, but it was a fact that there was no way out of this relationship and ending would put a stop to both sufferings.

Loving someone is hard, but breaking up with the person you loved the most is harder.

From that day onwards, you never saw him in school anymore. As the final year was coming to an end, you knew that he was busy preparing for his documents that would be brought over to UK. Touching the empty table beside you, you could only mock yourself for the worst state you were in and the regretful decision you made.

“I miss you,” the only 3 words that you could mutter to the empty cold seat every day you entered your class.

Winter came and everyone started to whip out their thick and furry jackets, likewise for you. The only difference you had with others would be, your heart still felt icy cold no matter how many layers you were wearing, because you lost the source of warmth that could keep your heart on fire.

You were no longer like how you used to be before you dated him. Unable to focus in class, submitting incomplete work, a drastic drop in grades as you often daydream the past that you had with him until got pulled back to earth when your tutor called you. You also started to isolate yourself from your friends, only to wander around the school where both of you spent time together.

“Y/n, are you okay?” you were daydreaming as you sat on the bench below the wishing tree. It was an instinct for you to go over that day, to review the note that both of you left during Valentine's day.

“Y/n and Hyunjin will be forever together”, that was the message. Both of you even signed at the end of it, tieing it with a red string before leaving. Now that you revisited it again, he wasn’t around anymore.

Maybe i shouldn’t have initiated the breakup…

Overthinking badly, this statement has run through your mind since you broke up till now. No matter how regretful you are, things can’t go back to how it used to be.

It was snowing that day and you were sitting on the bench tearing up. As you caressed the bench with your gloves, a sudden surge of tears rushed to the brim of your eyes, falling like pearls until your tutor walked over to check in with you.

“Saem, i-i feel a par-part of me is- is gone,” you tried to stifle your tears while covering your mouth, but it got out of hand as your form teacher hugged you. She knew everything because she was close with you, and definitely able to understand as she had gone through before.

“I feel bad, i feel so bad, i shouldn’t have said that…” your cries got louder as your brain kept replaying the last day you met him. Your tutor tried to calm you down by whispering consoling words into your ears, only effective for a few seconds.

“Y/n, everything happens for a reason. Parting now may not be a total bad outcome, what if you are able to meet him again in the future? This distance will help both of you to learn your own mistakes, learn how to love the other, learn how to empathise with each other. Until the day when both of you are enlightened, you guys will cross paths again. Trust me, i am sure that he wants to see you doing well because he loves you. I have saw numerous times where he focused, talked about you alot, so i am sure that there will be a day where both of you reunite again, okay?”

That was the longest yet most precious word your tutor has ever shared with you. Your cries ceased, slowly absorbing whatever she has said. She made her point and the only thing you could do then was to pull up your socks and live on. Dwelling in the past doesn’t solve things but only focusing on the current or future can determine your life.

That was the last time you cried till now. Numbing yourself, you decided to isolate all your emotions as you prepared for your final exams, only aiming to go to a good university and study something you want — which is to become a psychologist. And you did, you caught up in the last lap and managed to enter where you aimed.

It was the day when Hyunjin was going to leave for UK and you contemplated if you should at least send him off. He didn’t tell many people about it, and he once said that he really hope to see you there before departing. However, with this situation, do you still even have the audacity to go?

“Y/n, if you really want to go, just follow your heart. It doesn’t matter whether both of you are still able to reconcile, but at least go and tell him those words that you failed to deliver to him,” your mum came over to your side, patting your shoulders as you were sitting on the dining chair churning your brain.

You only live once.

“Okay mum, i’ll go now, thank you,” you set your mind and you swiftly took your sling bag, rushing out of the door to book a grab. It was 30mins left to his departure and you desperately hoped that you were able to make it. By the time you arrived, you saw from the screen that the flight gate that he would be taking was already opened. You dashed quickly to the departure gate despite knocking onto a few people, muttering a quick ‘sorry’ as your eyes were spotting for his figure.

“Hyunjin!” You saw that he was about to enter, turning his head back and stunned at your presence. You were panting heavily as you hold on to your knees, trying to catch some breath before saying a few words.

“Why are you here?” He rushed over to you, slightly furrowing his eyebrows as he saw the layer of sweat on your forehead. “I-i came to say, say a few words before, before you leave,” you swallowed your saliva, looking up at his worried face.

He still loves you, doesn’t he?

“I know, i know you are running out of time but, i just wanted to say-“

“This is the final boarding call for passengers Mr Hwang Hyunjin booked on flight 372A to London. Please proceed to gate 3 immediately. The final checks are being completed and the captain will order for the doors of the aircraft to close in approximately five minutes time. I repeat. This is the final boarding call for Mr Hwang Hyunjin. Thank you.”

Ah shit!

“You wanted to say?” He was still staring at you with worries written all over his face, but you didn’t want to hold him back anymore, so you just briefly blurted whatever was on your mind.

“Nothing much, i just wanted to say, good luck for your university life in London, we may or may not meet again, but i wish you all the best,” you faked the brightest smile you could before chasing him to enter because you didn’t want to be the cause of his delayed arrival.

You already burdened him enough for 1 year, it wouldn’t be nice to burden him more for his future.

After he entered the departure gate while turning to wave at you, you broke into tears as you crumbled onto the floor. Blaming yourself for being such a coward, you contemplated too much if you should come to send him. Even so, you still didn’t tell him the 4 words that you have always wanted him to know.

“Sorry, i love you.” They were useless no matter how many times you repeated as you looked at the fading from your sight. People were judging you but you couldn’t care less, as your whole mind could only focus on scolding yourself for being a pussy, that wasn’t even able to end a relationship right.

Till when will we meet again? Will you have already found a better person in the place you are in? Will there be a chance for us to reconcile again?

The most memorable yet heartwrenching year out of 22 years of your life.

之后 (zhi hou) | After

But maybe I took too long

Our timings were off, I feel like I'm being punished

What I did to get closer to you was rather

Building a wall between us, I'm speechless

—

~ Spring 2022

“Hey y/n! Congratulations on your bachelor degree! Damn, we are having a psychologist soon!” You received a warm hug from your bestie, Jisung while his partner stood by the side. Throughout the 4 years, he never leaves you alone trying to piece back every part of you. He is still that best friend just like how you met him since 7, and you are incredibly grateful for that.

“Thanks Han, congrats on your studio opening as well!” You patted his back as you replied. Jisung recently opened a production studio where he helps artists to produce songs. So talented, isn’t it?

You managed to graduate with a high score and you were on the honour’s list. Surviving the 4 years was not easy — you had to handle the broken heart inside you while putting on a facade in front of others, juggling with the enormous workload that stressed you out every day and working part-time to at least feed yourself as the uni fees were costly.

In your uni years, all you thought of were to study hard and work hard. Open for relationships? It wasn’t in your mind until someone confessed to you half a year later into your freshman year. You thought you were receptive to a new and incoming relationship but when it really happened, you still turned down as your heart still couldn’t eliminate that 1 person that took it away — Hyunjin, of course.

You couldn’t remember how many times your other best friend that you made in high school adviced you to get a new boyfriend, but it doesn’t sound like a good idea compared to having a new part-time work with more attractive pay. “Y/n, you can’t keep dwelling in the past. What’s over is over already, you need to move on and you may meet a better person in future, isn’t it?”

“Yea, yea, yea, you are right,” you brushed it off quickly as you continued to focus on doing your literature review. You understood where she was coming from, but you still felt there maybe a chance both of you could reconcile again. Claim it to be daydreaming, you just don’t feel the vibe to get into one right now.

“Damn y/n, I'm soooo proud of you, you finally made it after 4 years,” your best friend Lydia came over and gave you another hug, while her square hat accidentally knocked onto your jaw. “Yes i did, i mean, we did, im very proud of you as well,” you soothed her back as she giggled.

“Are you going to further study?” She asked, which earned a little attention from your parents and Jisung. You paused for a while before answering.

Should i? But i need a Masters degree to become a licensed psychologist, but i still need to study for a few more years…

“Maybe, i mean, after all i need a Masters degree? I shall see how,” you flashed a light smile before shifting the topic to take a group picture, even though a part of you wished he was around.

How has he been doing? Is he doing fine? Has he found someone better than you? Maybe he did because he deserves it…

“Y/n, say cheese!” Your senses came back to earth as you heard your other classmate, who is also one of your good friends, Seungmin called you and you smiled wider.

“Thanks Seung,” you took the camera over and scrolled through the pictures. “Still miss him?”

You were busy checking the photos, grinning unconsciously until his question took you aback. Stopping in your actions, you closed the camera and looked at him.

“Does it matter anymore? It’s not like we are meeting again,” your voice shook as you scoffed at yourself.

It’s not true, it definitely matters, and it matters alot. Why were you saying things that are opposite from what you thought? Or were you just too egoistic to admit you still love him after all?

“It definitely matters, he is coming back y/n.”

—

“xxx High School is sincerely inviting all Alumni that graduated in the year of 2018 to come back here and have a gathering. There will be a special gallery set up for all alumni to have a walkthrough, reminiscence their high school years and catch up with their classmates. Should you wish to come over, do flash this invitation card at the entrance to gain permission, we hope to see you there!”

You stared at this invitation card for a long while. The school logo that was right smacked at the cover of the card pulled you back into your high school memories that were filled with ups and downs. You soon received spam messages from Lydia and they were all about convincing you to go to the gathering with her.

“Omg plweaseeeeeee y/n, come with me okay?”

“Just for a short while is also fine, i hope you come with meeeeee”

“Don’t you miss our memories back then? Let’s go back and do all the stupid shit again!”

“I know what is running in your mind, but you only coming with me okay, only me!”

“If you really happen to run into him, isn’t it a good chance to speak your unspoken words?”

Right, unspoken words.

As much as you detest going back to school, you still didn’t want to give up the chance of meeting him again. The odds may be small, but it is still worth a try isn’t it?

“Okay, i’ll go,” you swiftly punched the letters in, placing the card back into the envelope before you plop onto your bed, staring into the ceiling. Taking up your hand, you stared at the ring that you have never taken off since 4 years back. It was a promise ring that he bought for you on your birthday, one for you and one for him.

Did he throw his away? I hope not.

There were many times when you wanted to remove and keep it somewhere, or even throw it away, but you just couldn’t do so. The ring wasn’t rare or expensive, but it was something that you poured your heart out for someone for the first time and despite not ending well, it still shaped your life and who you became. Groaning at how you couldn’t get him off your mind, you just decided to wrap yourself beneath your comforter and get some sleep.

The day came quicker than any other day and you woke up early to dress even though you claimed that you were totally not enthusiastic about it. Lydia was already waiting for you downstairs and you ran down after bidding goodbye to your mum.

“My girl said that she doesn’t want to go, not looking forward to it but oh look, she’s dressing herself,” your best friend made a sarcastic remark as she saw you wearing dress once in a blue moon as you rolled your eyes at her.

“Talk properly,” you slapped her arm playfully and she broke into peals of laughter, signalling you to hop into her brand new car that she bought a week back. That is the life you wanted, having a rich best friend who gives all her back when you needed and never forget about you when she succeeded. Being an entrepreneur requires lots of courage and resources, and not many actually earned big bucks out of it. Maybe lady luck is on her side, her business is prospering now.

The car ride was pleasant until both of you reached the school. Your anxiety starts to kick in again as you saw the nostalgic building, and the people who almost faded off your memory became prominent again.

“Hey Lydia and y/n, wow you guys have been besties for so long! How have both of you been?” Your form teacher, who is the one who comforted you when you sat on the bench crying beneath the snowfall. “I have been great! Got my own business now~” Lydia smiled sheepishly as she nudged your elbow lightly, asking you to follow up her sentence.

“Oh yea, i-i have been doing okay, preparing for my Masters,” your tutor looked at you with sparkling eyes, mouth opening wide when she heard about your accomplishment. “Im so happy to hear both of you are blossoming! Are you guys attached?”

You looked at Lydia and she did the same. Both of you are definitely not taken, despite the countless courters queuing to get both numbers.

“No saem, we don’t have haha…” both voices trailed off and your tutor chuckled. “That’s okay! Do what makes you happy and relationships can wait, oh and, go and take a look at the gallery before coming to the hall to grab your meals, we’ve got budget now,” she winked at both of you before ushering you guys to the gallery.

The moment you caught sight of the exhibition, your tears started making their way to the brim of your eyes. Those photos, those video montages, those voice recordings, those written hand messages across the wall punched your soft spot. You thought you hated high school until you revisit them again.

It is because you love high school too much that you hated it ended too fast. No matter how immature all of you were, we can never be like how we used to be anymore.

"Y/n! Isn't this you and Hyunjin when we were in our last year?"

Your smile froze when you heard that name again.

“Y/n? Are you listening to me?”

You are pulled back to earth when you looked at Lydia staring at you with a perplexed expression. Your mind went too far off to recap those memories as you gazed at the picture. “Why are you crying?”

“Me? Crying?” Your hands reached out to your cheeks and you realised a strand of tear fell from your eyes. You are oblivious to them as you were too caught up recalling until you noticed your cheeks got wet and your shirt that has a tear stain.

“Oh, nothing much, just feeling nostalgic, let’s go,” you wiped off the rest from your eyes before pulling Lydia away, continuing down the memory lane. Both of you were laughing at how foolish you look when your unglam was taken during Sports day. You met a few old classmates along the way and chatted with them, before exiting the gallery that leads to the area where the wishing tree is located.

Gaze fixating onto that wishing tree, the image of both of you confessing reappeared again, lightly smiling, you tugged onto Lydia’s hand before making your way to the hall.

Everyone was present except him. Looking at the empty seat beside you, just like how you looked at it 4 years ago, your heart fell as the chance of you meeting him became slimmer and negligible. Trying to put on a happy facade, you replied to your classmates' questions courteously until they asked you if there was any sequel after you and Hyunjin’s relationship.

“No, nothing happened,” you answered monotonously as you took a sip from the cup of tea, implying that you didn’t want to entertain anymore. Understanding your passive behaviour, everyone kept quiet and shifted the topic.

“Excuse me,” you muttered softly before making a move as you didn’t want to stay inside anymore. Totally not focusing on what the emcee was saying, you rather exit to take a fresh air instead of cooping inside. Taking the flight of stairs down, your feet brought you back to the wishing tree that you missed the most.

There are more notes tied now, you thought. The legacy must have been passed on successfully…

Climbing onto the bench, you wanted to search for the note that you used to tie with him. No matter how distorted it is, at least you wanted to retrieve back the note and bring it home. There wouldn’t be a reason why you need to leave it here as he wouldn’t come back either.

“Found it,” you uttered as you jumped down from the bench, wiping some residues off the note. The words are slightly faded, but still legible to read. Giggling softly at the handwriting, your urge of tearing came again while trying to force a smile. He has always been your soft spot, no matter how many years have passed.

Still carefully caressing the old note, you suddenly feel a few raindrops falling from the sky. It came too fast that you didn’t have time to react, you quickly hide the note inside your bag and wanted to run into the building. Before you could even turn your body, you don’t sense any water dripping on your head anymore.

Weird… it’s still raining heavily but why don’t i feel it?

You slightly tilt your head to the top, seeing a transparent umbrella hovering over your head. Feeling grateful, you turned your body to thank the kind soul, but no words come out of your mouth as your eyes caught the familiar figure standing inches away from you that is unforgotten since 4 years back.

“Am i dreaming?” you accidentally blurted your thoughts out and immediately covered your mouth, earning a light chuckle from the latter. You looked at him with confusion, slightly pinching your skin to prove to yourself you are not dreaming.

“You are not,” he answered softly while staring at you. His gaze is like a mystery — it feels like it is filled with nostalgia, love, hate, neutral, you don’t know. You only know he is standing in front of you now.

He looked even more charming as compared to 4 years back, no more childish vibes emitting from him, only mature energy. He look taller and more toned than he was, blonde hair tied in a ponytail instead of the old black one. Covering with a long coat, it makes him look more untouchable because you felt like a peasant talking to a god.

“I know…” you looked down at the hem of your shirt, fingers fiddling with them as your heart starts to race again like how you first met him. An awkward silence filled the air until he initiated. “It has been long…isn’t it?”

His voice also got deeper, got more addictive. You are timid to raise your head because you know you will be hooked onto his eyes, so you rather keep it low.

“Yea…actually, i have something to tell you… have been in my heart for 4 years and, you know, they aren’t delivered,” taking a harsh deep breath, you decided to confess that unspoken phrase to him.

It doesn’t matter whether you are able to reconcile with him anymore. All you wanted to do is to let him know your bottled heartfelt words. This timing is the best because you don’t know when it will come again, or maybe not.

“Go ahead, all ears for you,” he took a step closer to you, making your heart beat faster than it was despite him not touching you at all. It is raining, but why do you feel so warm?

Squeezing your eyes tight, you mastered your last courage to look at the latter into his eyes, muttering “Sorry, i love you.”

Oh my god, i finally said it, i finally said it!

Heaving a sigh of relief, you felt a heavy stone lifted off your chest. You avert your gaze to elsewhere because he is still staring at you and god knows why, trying to act as normal as you can.

“You know, you-you don’t have to say anything, i-i just wanna let you know… that’s all,” your nervousness rose because he was silent the whole time after you confessed to him. The fiddliness on the hem of your shirt got more obvious while you bite on your lower lip. You can’t help it, self talks don’t work anymore.

“Sorry, i love you too,” he uttered softly that was only audible for the both of you to hear, other than the raindrops splashing on the floor. People were running into the building but both of you are squeezing under a transparent umbrella, shooting unexplainable gazes at one another, weirdly romantic.

A part of your heart plunged because you thought that is really the end of both of you. End of teenage, end of the relationship, end of the chapter. Well, that doesn’t sound too bad too right? At least both of you once loved each other before, fight for each other before, quarrel with each other before…

Life is full of regrets, isn’t it? Why didn’t both of you hold onto each other tighter? Why didn’t both of you talk to each other? Why didn’t-

“Y/n, can we start from square one?”

-> author’s note: omg i finally finished this… i took like 2 weeks to finish it because i was preparing for my last lap of acadamic year and i wanted to give up halfway but thank god i didn’t >< sorry if thr’s grammar errors because i barely got time to vett, ignore those thank you!!

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poisoned fangs

— pairing: kim seungmin x gn!reader (slight jeongin x reader)

— idols featured: kim seungmin, yang jeongin, bangchan, lee felix, lee minho (mentioned), nishimura riki (mentioned), kim sunoo, park sunghoon, sim jake (mentioned), shin ryujin, lee chaeryeong, choi yeonjun

— word count: 16.0k

— genre: royalty!au, vampire!au, coming-of-age, strangers to enemies to lovers

— warnings: explicit language, gore, slight angst, descriptive and disturbing death of a major character, murder, toxic relationship, stockholm syndrome, kidnapping

— summary: one of the much lusted after and desired princes of the kim empire, kim seungmin, has finally come of age, and the law states that he must choose a mate: or else the entire kingdom will come apart in his hands. instead of choosing the one of the alluring princes from the park empire or the seductive princess from the lee kingdom, he chooses (y/n) (l/n), who is nothing more than a commoner—and even more controversial, a human. with their band of odd friends including but not limited to a witch, a werewolf, and (secretly) another prince, they aim to run away, but as always, prince seungmin gets what he wants. and what he wants more than anything is (y/n).  

— notes: hello! this is my addition to the royal mindset collab hosted by @sunshinelixie-lee​ / @freckledwinterfalls​! don’t forget to read the rest of the stories in this collab, as they are all amazing! thank you so much to the host and all participants of this collab! just as it was in my felix fic, the mc has they / them pronouns but wears dresses and more traditionally feminine clothing. other than that, nothing is specified (hair, body parts, etc). gender neutral titles are used as well (royal rather than prince / princess). also fun fact, i struggled so much with this story and i really hate the way it came out but i hope someone finds it interesting rip 

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