blacklist ; ateez

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choi eunji

"i like you, choi eunji."

"i like you, choi eunji."

"ilikeyouchoieunji."

"I LIKE YOU, CHOI EUNJI."

is this real? am i not dreaming? but if i'm dreaming, why does it feel so real?

i was lost in my thoughts when yunho snapped his fingers in front of my face.

"hey you still there?" he said while shaking me as i was still unresponsive.

"yunho... likes me... he... what?" i managed to say some nonsensical words that didn't even made sense.

he laughed and cupped my cheeks, "so? do you accept these pure feelings? i'll cry if you don't."

my heart was beating louder than ever. it's like i ran a marathon over and over again while being chased by wild cheetahs.

"but, why? how? when?"

"i'm not really sure when it started, but whenever i see you, my heart just beats abnormally." he sheepishly said with a big grin on his face, a tinge of red on his cheeks.

i could feel my face heat up even more, i just couldn't believe what i'm hearing right now.

"i-i..."

i was about to say something when the bell rang, indicating our lunch break is over and we only have 5 minutes to go back to our classrooms.

"oh we need to go back now. don't worry, i'll wait for your answer." he winked as he rushed back to his classroom.

i stood there, still my mouth agape from what just happened.

these days, i just kept being surprised in many ways possible. is destiny testing me? gosh my heart cannot handle this!

okay calm down choi eunji. let's go back to our classroom first.

as i walked back to our classroom, i could feel myself giggling and smiling.

"oh you look awfully happy. what happened?" ryujin asked as i sat back down on my usual seat.

i cupped my cheeks and giggled once again.

the others looked at me weirdly, some with disgust, "seriously, cut that out. you look ecstatic. what happened?" lia asked while wincing.

"it's a secret, for now." i said, still giggling.

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even after our classes, i just can't stop but smile to myself. it was such a bizarre moment, i couldn't believe yunho liked me back.

"hey eunji are you going to work today?" chaeryeong asked.

i nodded and fixed my belongings, "i gotta work as long as i can."

yeji smiled bitterly and hugged me, "take care okay? i know how hard it is to overcome that trauma from the bombing. be strong okay? we're here."

they all then left, while i walked to my workplace.

i was blasting "the stealer" by my favorite group on my earphones while walking. it was such a good day, i just got confessed to, it's sunny, and my sneezing stopped halfway through the day.

oh gosh what do i say to yunho? how do i give him my answer? what will be my answer?

... wait, why am i doubting myself?

i'm in love with yunho right? but, why do i hesitate on giving him an answer?

"thanks, eunjinnie."

huh? why did my mind think of yeosang at this moment of dilemma?

"well, you're the cutest."

my cheeks heated up, "no this can't be happening."

i was about to take another step when my mind flashed back to that truck incident.

ah why did i even say something embarrassing as that! he must've thought i lost my mind back then.

my mind then wandered to another scenario, which was when yeosang drank with me. that was such a weird night, but i liked it regardless. he was so cute trying to walk by himself, or even while sleeping on the convenience store.

i frustratingly ruffled my hair and shook my head to wake myself up from my imagination, "right, i just need to work to take my mind off these things."

as i reached my work, i greeted my manager and workmates, putting my bag, school uniform, and phone all together in my locker.

"time to serve drunkards again." i sighed and rolled up my sleeves.

i need to properly think of what i really feel to give yunho an answer.

i then started to do my usual work routine, take orders, serve customers, and be smiley all the way.

until i saw suspicious people blending amongst the dancing crowd. maybe it's just my paranoia, so i continued working.

then i felt someone brush ther hands on my arm so i looked back to see people dancing.

weird.

so i hurriedly walked back to the back room, heading towards my locker to chat ateez about this uncomfortable feeling.

i was about to open my locker when someone grabbed me from behind and placed a handkerchief on my nose.

my consciousness was slowly drifting away so i couldn't fight anymore.

i thought this only happens in drama, why is this happening to me?