Blue Flower (Boys Over Flowers Fanfiction)

Chapter 18

The next day, I finally got my key back. The weight of it in my palm felt like regaining a piece of my independence. Without hesitation, I texted Woo-Bin, letting him know I was moving out. Staying with him any longer would only make things harder for me.

Avoiding F4 was nearly impossible, but I still tried. That effort failed when Ji-Hoo texted me, telling me to meet him at the lounge. I thought about ignoring it, but his follow-up message was clear: If you don't come, I'll come to you.

So here I was, sitting next to him, my fingers wrapped tightly around my drink. Across from me, Woo-Bin's eyes flickered toward me, studying me with an intensity that made my stomach churn. I tapped my foot against the floor, feeling my nerves creeping up my spine. Thankfully, Jan-Di walked in just in time, drawing everyone's attention to her instead.

"What was that about?" she snapped, marching up to Jun-Pyo. "Because of you, Ga-Eul's boyfriend won't even show his face anymore!"

The room fell into a heavy silence. No one expected that revelation.

Jun-Pyo merely scoffed, crossing his arms. "It's better this way."

Jan-Di's fists clenched at her sides, shaking with frustration. "I despise you when you act like this." Without another word, she stormed out.

The air grew cold in her absence. Jun-Pyo looked down, his expression unreadable. Something had to have provoked him—he wouldn't act without a reason.

"I'm going to find Jan-Di," I said quickly, pushing away from my seat. That was a lie. I had something else to take care of.

The man handed me the envelope with a firm grip. "This is the document."

I clenched my fingers around the paper, knowing how much weight it carried. My stomach twisted.

"He'll come for you, no matter what," the man warned, adjusting his glasses. "You need to be prepared."

I swallowed, forcing down the lump in my throat. "How's my grandfather?"

"He's well. He requested to see you." His tone softened slightly. "Whenever you're ready, let me know."

I nodded, watching him disappear into the distance. My fingers unconsciously curled around the envelope, my nails digging into it.

"What was that about?"

I yelped, my heart nearly leaping out of my chest. Spinning around, I found Yi-Jung standing behind me, his arms crossed. His sharp eyes gleamed with curiosity.

"H-how long have you been there?" I stammered, attempting to slide the envelope behind my back.

"Long enough," he said before swiftly snatching it from my hands.

"Give it back!" I jumped, trying to reach it, but he easily held it above my head. A smirk played on his lips as he watched me struggle.

I grabbed the front of his shirt, my voice dropping to a desperate whisper. "Please don't open it. I'll tell you... when I'm ready."

His smirk faded, replaced by something more serious. He studied my face, noticing the unease in my eyes. For a moment, he hesitated, then sighed and handed it back.

"Fine. But you need to tell me soon."

I nodded, hugging the envelope close to my chest. Yi-Jung was rarely this interested in anyone's personal affairs, but for some reason, he was different with me.

"Come on," he said, turning away. "I want to show you something."

We arrived at a secluded bridge overlooking the city, the twinkling lights stretching endlessly beneath us. A cool breeze swept through, carrying the distant hum of the metropolis below.