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i'm cry the comeback was so good
light, desire, and say my name are my fav

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mayuree's pov.

i had thought about this for a long while now. i didn't know if it was for the best or not, but i just had to do it.

when i prepared myself for dinner with my family, i wore a pastel purple dress with lots of accessories on me, including the necklace mingi gave me.

i waited by the door while jiangjin and my parents sat down to eat.

"everything okay, honey?" jiangjin asked me. i nodded and looked away.

suddenly, bright headlights shone as a car entered my driveway. my cheeks lit up as i opened the door, running outside.

mingi stepped out of the nice uber and smiled at me. i felt like i was falling in love al over again, seeing him so handsome in a tuxedo for me.

"will they like me?" he worried as he adjusted his bow tie.

i nodded, "you're a good guy. i'm sure they will."

i led him into my big house. my heart beat super fast as we walked into the dining area. everyone stared at the new guest, song mingi.

"oh... who's this?" jiangjin asked with an awkward chuckle.

"song mingi." i told them. "he's my boyfriend."

jiangjin's jaw dropped dramatically and glared at me. my mom did too.

"mayuree! we never approved this!"

"i'm so, so sorry, mr and mrs ahn, but i really love your daughter. i hope you accept me. please..." mingi spoke up an bowed politely.

my dad oddly had a smile on. he said, "i think he's okay,"

"what about me?" jiangjin bitterly asked.

i looked down and sighed, "i know you like me, but i feel forced to be around you. i like mingi."

jiangjin sighed and looked away. my mom shouted, "how is mingi any better than jiangjin?! jiangjin is perfect for you."

"that's what you think, mom, but i don't." i replied bluntly. mingi held my hand under the table, trying to settle me down.

jiangjin stood suddenly, and angrily announced, "i'll be going home for now. thanks for dinner."

the main door slammed behind him and everyone quieted down.

i sighed deeply and closed my eyes.

"mingi," my dad called.

my boyfriend looked up and nodded.

"mingi, you're a nice guy, and i can tell you care about my mayuree. i'm glad you're my daughter's first love."

he smiled brightly, probably feeling relieved, and bowed, "thank you, mr. ahn. i'll take care of her. i promise."

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