𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐘, 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔

eighteen.

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ [CHAPTER EIGHTEEN] ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌
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IN WHICH SOME
PROMISES ARE
MEANT TO BE
BROKEN.

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JIEUN stares at all the kids playing in front of her. she frowns, not knowing how to join them as they all play a game of tag. a boy with black hair rams into her, making jieun stumble backwards and fall. she lets out a whimper of pain as the boy sits up, a sheepish smile plastered on his lips.

"i am so sorry about what just happened," he says, apologizing.

jieun only looks at him with teary eyes.

the boy panics and waves his hands in front of him frantically. "oh my gosh, please don't cry!" he says with wide eyes. "i'll, um, tell my mom to buy us some ice cream! please don't cry..."

at the mention of the frozen goodie, jieun's mood instantly brightens. the boy lets out a sigh of relief and stands up, offering her his hand. jieun hesitantly grabs his hand, and gets pulled up by him. he grins at her, still holding onto her hand. "my name is choi yeonjun!"

yeonjun lets go of her hand and bows. "i'm really sorry for getting you hurt!"

jieun blinks at him, her face blank. "um... apology accepted?"

yeonjun stands back up abruptly, taking the girl by surprise. he grins at her, "now that you accepted my apology, we're going to be best friends!"

jieun could only stare at yeonjun as he grabs her hand once more, dragging her towards the playground.

jieun, now thirteen years old, looks at the rain falling in front of her. she stretches out her hand just enough for her palm to be exposed to the rain. water droplets fall onto the palm of her hand and slide off afterwards. sighing, she brings back her hand and wipes her hand off on her school jacket.

"oh my gosh," she groans, looking up at the sky. "it's never going to stop at this rate..."

jieun lowers her gaze from the sky and focuses in front of her. she squints her eyes when she sees a small dot running towards her, waving an arm at her. as they get closer and closer to her, jieun sees that the figure is none other than choi yeonjun, her best friend.

"ji!" he yells, waving his free arm around in the air. his other arm holds his jacket over him, shielding him from the cold droplets of water. yeonjun finally reaches jieun. he rests his hands on his knees, panting as he tries catching his breath.