Blue Flower (Boys Over Flowers Fanfiction)

Chapter 12

Jun-Pyo jolted in shock. The girl who once told him to be with Jan-Di had just confessed to him. His heart pounded, especially as I clung onto him. My legs twitched, urging me to move before I turned into stone.

"I don't think you should be with me," he finally said.

My hands clenched at his words. Another rejection. Just like my first love, he was about to say something that would hurt me. I was never the life of the party, never the one who stood out. I was like a calm river—dull, unnoticed, and easily overlooked.

"I hurt people for entertainment. You're different. You're sophisticated. You deserve someone better," he said, his voice thoughtful.

I knew what he meant. He had seen the way I carried myself—reserved, composed, nothing like Jan-Di. She was loud, impulsive, always pushing against the world, while I bottled everything in. She made grand gestures; I stayed in the background. The contrast between us made me sigh.

"Is that it? You see me as just another girl at school?" I asked, my voice quieter now.

"No, of course—"

"You want a wild girl who can tame you? But guess what? She likes Ji-Hoo. She chose him. And you're still waiting for her? Talk about dedication," I said, my words sharper than before.

Jun-Pyo was at a loss for words. He knew I was right. Every single thing I said hit him like a punch to the gut.

"Before you judge me, Jun-Pyo, get to know me first." My voice was calm, but there was an edge to it.

Then, I turned and walked away.

I shouldn't have said anything.

The next morning, I tried to avoid Jun-Pyo. But he was relentless, like a stray cat searching for its owner. Every time he passed by my class, girls would squeal, but he had only one goal—to see if I was there. I ignored it, keeping my gaze on the window, watching the leaves fall. I didn't want to deal with F4. I didn't want to deal with Jan-Di.

But then, she blocked my path.

"Can we talk?"

We stood on the rooftop, the wind carrying an awkward silence between us. She looked anxious, scared even, but she tried to push it down.

"Look, Jan-Di, things happened. I became his fiancée by coincidence," I told her.

Relief flashed across her face.

"Jun-Pyo... he's a special guy. I like him," I admitted, my tone sincere.

She looked at me as if she didn't believe it. As if I was just some background character who wasn't supposed to have feelings of my own. But here I was, laying them out in front of her.

"So whoever he chooses in the end, don't blame me. Not everything is about you."

A flicker of hurt crossed her face. My words were like acid, burning through whatever defenses she had. She knew she had messed up—betrayed his trust, his love.

"I have to warn you, since you clearly don't get it. Once you entered this school, your life stopped being yours."

I walked past her, trying to be brave. Her reckless choices would have consequences, not just for her but for everyone around her.

Then, my phone rang.

A name I hadn't seen in a long time flashed across the screen.

She was back.

Dinner at the F4 mansion was tense. Yi-Jung and Woo-Bin sat on the left, while Jan-Di was on the right. I had no idea how she had been invited. Jun-Pyo wasn't here, but his sister, Jun-Hee, was.

Jun-Hee was like an older sister to me. She had even tried to ship Jun-Pyo and me together before, which I found comical. But now, I was starting to realize that anything was possible.

"What do you think about Ji-Hoo getting kicked out of F4?" Jun-Hee suddenly asked, gripping her wine glass.

Yi-Jung and Woo-Bin exchanged glances before Yi-Jung spoke.

"I think it's absurd. Jun-Pyo needs to realize how reckless he's being."

"I feel for Jun-Pyo," Woo-Bin countered. "Taking the woman he loves away from him like that—that's cruel."

Jan-Di lowered her gaze, guilt written all over her face.

"What do you think, Sora?" Jun-Hee turned to me.

All eyes were on me now.

I shrugged. "I don't know. We're all a little messed up in the head at some point."

Jun-Hee smirked, amused by my answer. We continued eating, but my gaze drifted to Jun-Pyo's room. I knew he was sulking. He probably hadn't eaten all day because of his stubbornness.

When dinner ended, I stayed behind.

Knocking on his door, I turned the knob and stepped inside.

"Sora?" He was lying on his bed, phone in hand.

Smiling, I placed the food on the table. "Eat. You haven't eaten all day."

"Thanks," he said, his voice softer than usual. "I was getting hungry."

"Are you okay now?" I asked.

He hadn't spoken to Jan-Di in days, refusing to hear her out. Part of me was relieved. A selfish part.

"I'll leave now," I said, turning toward the door.

But then, a hand reached out, grabbing my wrist.

I turned back, confused, as he pulled me to sit in front of him. My gaze landed on his red silk shirt—two buttons undone, revealing a perfectly toned chest.

I swallowed. Hard.

He noticed.

"Are you done checking me out?" he teased, amusement dancing in his eyes.

I quickly looked away. "I wasn't!"

He chuckled at my flustered reaction. "Cute."

I blushed.

"Sora, about what you told me before," he started.

My heart pounded. I had a bad feeling about this.

"Jun-Pyo, what I said... it doesn't change. I'm starting to like you. But I understand if you choose Jan-Di. She has something I don't."

I looked down. I was selfish for wanting his love. I already knew how this would end. First Yi-Jung. Now Jun-Pyo. I was setting myself up for another heartbreak.

"No, you're wrong," he said.

Then, before I could react, he pulled me close and kissed me.

My eyes widened as his lips pressed against mine. My heart raced, my mind went blank. The guy I once despised was now stealing my first kiss.

And I let him.

My hands tangled in his hair, melting into the moment.

And only the moon bore witness to it all.