JAEMIN

As I walked back to my dorms, I couldn't stop thinking about Haeun.

I can't believe I was even considering what Jeno said this morning. Maybe I did start to have feelings for her.

Or maybe, she is the only girl who gave me too much attention and that's why I started having feelings for her.

But then I remembered Donghyuck. He also has feelings for her.

As far as I know, she doesn't reciprocate those feelings. But what if she does?

I rushed back to the dorms, and saw Jeno in the living room, watching Netflix.

"Dude." I looked at him. "I need help."

"What's up?" He paused the movie.

"I think you were right." I sighed.

"I'm right about everything but could you be more specific?" He smirked.

"I think I do have feelings for her." I said.

"AHA!" Jeno clapped.

I scoffed, noticing how Jeno was smiling.

"You're an idiot, you know that?" I said.

"You're just mad that I know you better than you know yourself." He shrugged.

I sighed, plopping down beside him.

"So what's wrong?" He asked.

"I don't think I should be developing feelings for her." I said.

"You can't really control that, can you?" Jeno asked.

I shrugged. "I can't."

"Do you think she likes you back?" He asked.

"I don't know. How am I supposed to know that?" I asked.

"You just do." He said. "What are you gonna do now?"

"Nothing." I said. "I'll just ignore it."

"I think that's a bad idea." He said.

"Why?" I frowned.

"The more you ignore, the more you're going to fall deep." Jeno said. "Are you going to tell Donghyuck?"

"No way. I want to live a long life." I said.

"Come on. He deserves to know." He said.

I sighed, "I don't know. Let me be a bit more sure about my feelings, and then maybe I'll consider."

Just then, our group chat dinged.

[dreamies]

[hyuck]
dont make any plans on weekend
my mom invited everyone for lunch

everyone who?

"Too obvious." Jeno commented.

I groaned as Donghyuck replied to my message.

[hyuck]
u all + haeun

ohh
cool
no plans

"Again, too obvious." He said.

"Shut up." I groaned, and stormed off to my room.

I plopped down on my bed, and opened Instagram. The first post was her.

"Oh, god." I sighed.

I had clicked those pictures of her. She was smiling in them because of me.

This is going to sound really funny but for some reason, my mind started playing the instrumental of K. by Cigarettes After Sex.

I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in." I said.

Mark entered my room and sat down on the desk beside my bed.

He stayed quiet for a few seconds.

"Do you want something?" I asked.

"I'm waiting for you to tell me." He said.

"Tell you what?" I asked.

"Who the lucky girl is." He smiled.

"How- what-?" I looked at Jeno.

"He guessed it himself." Jeno raised his hands in defence.