"i mean you're-"

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a soft and soulful melody of a piano started playing from her vibrating phone. i can see the contact name.

| mom |
|  incoming call <--- |
| 4:56p.m. |

it displayed on the screen, i can barely see the faint light under the blinding sun.

"ah...is that your mom? you should probably go. i just remembered that you had part-time job to go to. bye yeon!"

i waved her goodbye as her mouthed me a 'bye chim' and answered her call. then i walked away slowly processing every small things that she said.

i jumped on my comfy bed. and all i can think of was soomin.

"i mean you're-", "well, it's their loss!" these words keep vibrating in my head. unable to snap out my own world, i slept on my bed while thinking.

you always appear in my mind.

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you lied to me 58 times.

(a/n) idk if I should be happy or not BUT. it's halfway to the end of day storyyyyy ahahha ogei ILY all BAI.