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"can you stay with me?" she bit her lip
"what did you say?" he asked
"stay with me...please?" she said looking at him
In which a girl feels lonely and asks a boy to stay with her until she feels better.
What wi...
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• 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙔 2 •
ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 3: 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗
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"Minha, do you want to go out wth daddy?"
"Minha run!"
"Minha, stay away from the bad guys."
"Minha... don't end up with him!"
Minha shot up from her slumber and her pants became loud. She was starting to have nightmares- again. Sweat had already damped the bed. Minha extended her aand up to her forehead and felt wetness.
Minha took another deep breath before looking around the room. It was her father. Her father was in her dreams. But why? She bit her lip and grabbed the needle in her arm. She pulled it out without any hesitation.
She placed her arm over it and ran out the room. Everybody was either walking by or looking at the poor girl with concern. Her hands trembled and all that was said in her head was,
"Run."
Minha ran as fast as she could, as far as she could. She ignored the screams and yells behind her.
"Get her!"
"Bring her back!"
"Minha-ssi!"
Minha ran and ran until she didn't feel like running anymore. She heard footsteps behind her but she didn't bother. Maybe all she needed was fresh air.
She felt and hand on her shoulder and immediately turned around and flipped the person over.
"Ah- ow!" The person winced and rubbed their shoulder.
"Jaemin?"
*
"You shouldn't run away from your ward," Jaemin said and tucked the girl in.
"That still doesn't explain why you're here," Minha scoffed.
You see, Jaemin and Minha had bad blood over the years. Atleast, Minha didn't like him. She didn't like it whenever he acted close to her as if he hadn't done anything wrong. Yeah, he said he was sorry, but she couldn't bring herself to believe he was telling the truth.
"I get it, you don't like me." Jaemin sighed. "Someone called me over and said I should come see you."
Minha leaned on her side, looking away from Jaemin. It was still horrible, knowing that everything she had with her best friend was fake. She couldn't believe he still had the face to come back and see her.
Jaemin looked down and picked at his fingers, "I know I'm a bad person." He took an inhale. "I just.. I just wanted you to be happy. I did it the wrong way and I'm sorry."
"So what?" Minha muttered.
"I... I'm a bad man," Jaemin admitted and grabbed her shoulder. He pulled her to look at him. He raised a brow waiting for her answer.
"You really are," She mumbled. Jaemin smiled.
"I heard you're working with Hyunjin-"
"Don't even talk about it. He doesn't even spare a glance at me," Minha rolled her eyes.
"Okay summary, you like Hyunjin still and Hyunjin doesn't even notice you? That's tough girl," Jaemin shook his head, "But that was the same with me. I liked you but you always looked at Hyunjin!"
"Don't you think that's different?" Minha questioned.
Jaemin shook his head and crossed his arms. "No."
"But I think it is?" Minha scratched her head.
"It really isn't," Jaemin shook his head again. "But Minha," Minha looked up into his eyes.
"I already told you this. Don't lose yourself to appease somebody else. If Hyunjin likes somebody, don't force yourself to be the same as the person he likes or don't look at yourself in the mirror and point out your insecurities. You're perfect the way you are."
Minha bit her lip and nodded, "I know.." At the end of the day, Minha couldn't help herself but to compare herself to Taehee.
