Royals // yeonjun

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"He will have you decapitated", he lightheartedly laughed and I smacked his arm. He was right, though. I shouldn't have played with someone's heart, and the fact that he was being crowned as the King of Korea in a few months only made it seem worse. Well; I didn't plan on playing with his feelings.

I truly wasn't trying to break his heart, not at all. Actually, I had fallen for him. But when he told me his big secret, I got scared so I did the first thing you do when you get scared: I fled. So I guessed he hated my guts. I could see myself being haunted all over Seoul so he could have my head.

"I hate that you're right", I stated with doe eyes, trying to get all of those thoughts away from my head.

Yeonjun was sweet, and caring, and the most sincere boy I had ever met. He would probably hate me forever since I stopped coming to meet him, but he would eventually get over it.

It wasn't as if I could be with him either way. Not even as friends. He was royalty, and I was only a girl.

"Hey, but maybe you can become his queen!", me brother yelped enthusiastically.

"Yeah, sure thing", I rolled my eyes, while the mere thought of never seing him again broke my own heart.