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turning the doorknob, a few heartbeats and anxiety flowing through, also getting lots of thoughts upon entering his room.

how would it look like… boyish? aesthetic? messy just like my room or maybe clean?

upon stepping inside, the door opened wider and the room became more visible. a cold gust of breeze blew past, leaving shivers as it touches the skin.

‘’ wahhh.. ‘’ I huffed, mouth obviously hanging open, astonished with the tidiness of the room. it was a simple-modern kind of room, with a few figures and books being placed on the shelves. And cute polaroids picture of him with his dog or friends being hung on the wall, there a framed picture of his childhood just beside his bed.

such a cutie.

" if I'm not mistaken, the package says Mr. Jo?" he huffed, darting the description on the box and raise a brow when his view darted back to me.

" yeah… but… well you see she's kind of sick and told me to get it in her stead " i exclaimed, actually spilling the truth to a friend of seungmin about juhui after a few hesitate and throwing a forced laugh at the end.

but he doesn't seem to be that someone who'd spill, right.

" but don't tell seungmin tho "I begged, face wrinkling everywhere. " we're planning on making a birthday surprise for his birthday the day after "

" Oh, and would you help spread the word about the party to the ones who are close to him. we wouldn't want it to be too crowdy " I stated, doing my hand gestures which seems to be a habit while talking and happen to make him push a grin.

" wow that's so nice of her " he stops, taking a seat on the side of his bed.

" like.. even though we're super close with him, we'd only celebrate with a basketball play or something " he murmurs, amused which made him throw a chuckle.

" have a seat " he gestured, hitting the bed spot beside him. insisting me to seat despite him seeing me only standing there awkwardly alone.

then there was an awkward silence. " ah, here's your package " i spoke, remembering back to the real reason to why I'm here.

" whats in it? " i asked, out of curiosity. " you don't have to answer tho "

" no, i want to " he trails off as he continuously stares at the package.

" its actually for someone special.. but I'm sure that someone has already imprinted on someone else " he shrugged.

" is it someone you like "

he raised his head and turns to me " do you like someone? " he murmurs, out of the blue.

i was loss in words, the voice that wanted to speak out so badly didn't sound at all, only stuttering from his sudden question.

" i- "

" lucky guy he is " he uttered.

" b-but i didn't say anything yet "

" i can tell with your face " he squeaks, soft chuckles were heard.

but can't you tell that someone is you.

" well that someone special would most probably like someone since she has a lot of admirers and I'm just a stupid guy whos waiting for attention. " he spoke out, actually confessing. " who'd even like a stupid guy like me "

" i- i would " i stated anger, facing him straight as he slowly lifts his head making eye contact.

" huh? "

jolting up, standing. " i better leave " i spoke stuttering, fast before sprinting out of the room and out of the house just after bowing farewell to his mom who'd happen to bump into at the door.

running a few meters away from his house and stopped my tracks, heavy breathing not noticing that tears were flowing down.

i should get a grip of myself, he likes someone else

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this chapter is really shitty idkw
uwu it just doesn't make sense
esp the ending uwu