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yeeun's pov.
chapter 42 ; continued

i ran from the karaoke bar with full tears in my eyes. i couldn't barely see anymore, yet i made it to my house safely. i avoided my parents as i sprinted to my room.

in the corner of my room, i sat and stared at my phone screen and re-read yeosang's texts. sadly, i always fell for his cute morning texts and flirts. i thought he liked me, but it turns out he can't say the same.

"yeeunie! are you crying?" my mom called from the other side of my bedroom door.

i sniffles and said, "i'm fine. don't worry."

"let me in, sweetie. i'll help you clean up before i let your boyfriend in."

i stopped crying and raised my eyebrows. "what? what boyfriend?"

"um, he has pink hair. i think he's an idol. is he not your boyfriend?"

i bit my lip and requested. "just tell him i don't feel like talking, or just say i'm sick."

my mom sighed and asked, "...did something happen?"

"no. i'm okay. now tell him, please."

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the next day before school, i sat outside the building on a bench just to avoid him.

unfortunately, yeosang spotted me and sat beside me. i wanted so bad to leave, but my body just wouldn't go.

yeosang cleared his throat, "what happened last night?"

"um... what are you talking about?"

"you ran away and 'got sick'." he laughed as he used air quotations.

embarrassed, i just looked down. "i, um, i'm embarrassed."

"why? it's just me." he shrugged as he played with his skateboard, making it go up and down with his foot.

i turned to him and returned, "exactly. it's you, so i'm embarrassed."

"because you confessed?"

"no... maybe."

yeosang laughed. it really broke my heart because he just thought i was being cute. i was left in unrequited love, but at least i wasn't hiding it.

at least he knew i'd always be here if he changed his mind.

"class is about to start." he stood and held his hand out for me. i looked up incredulously.

"you w-want me to hold your hand?"

"i mean, yeah." impatiently, he grabbed my hand and began to walk. i was dragged behind him as a tiny smile grew on my lips. there's hope...

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