chaeyoung
"Chaeyoung!" I heard a voice call as I left the school.

Knowing who it was, I braced myself and remembered your words.

I want you to talk to him again.

"Fine Jae," I mumbled to myself, knowing you were always right.

The boy approached me.

Then we just stood in silence.

"H-hey Chaeyoung," he started after a while.

I just sighed.

"Hi... Yugyeom."

He seemed slightly surprised at me for using his real name.

"Hi..." he replied.

'Take him to the park Chae.' you said.

Why the hell would I take him to the stupid park?

'Chaeyoung, trust me and do it. Please.'

I wasn't in the mood to talk to this random intruder and I didn't know why you were.

"Ugh, fine," I groaned.

"What was that?" the boy asked.

I sighed.

"Let's go to the park." I announced, before walking away from him and toward the park's destination.

He stood there confused for a second before following me.

I hate this Youngjae.

I hate all of this.

'I know you do Chae.' I heard.

'I know.'