Blue Flower (Boys Over Flowers Fanfiction)

Chapter 25

My ending with Yi-Jung was surprisingly quick and devoid of drama. I always imagined we would cling to each other, holding on until the very last moment. But as time passed, I realized we weren't ready to love without the weight of despair hanging over us. So, I pushed him out of my thoughts and walked to the hotel alone. But of course, even that moment was interrupted.

"Huh?!" A hand suddenly grabbed my wrist, pulling me back. I turned, ready to confront whoever it was, only to find a familiar face. Confusion mixed with relief washed over me, glad that it wasn't a stranger.

"Sorry, just follow along," he whispered hurriedly, and I gave him a puzzled look as an older woman approached us, her expression clearly annoyed.

"I came all the way to Macau just for you, and you're spending your day with another girl?!" The woman practically screamed at me, her fake nails sharp and pointed as she glared at me. I looked from her to the man standing next to me.

"Min-Jung, I told you we were never together to begin with. This girl here is my girlfriend," he said, his voice firm. I almost gasped at the words, and then a hand tightened around my waist, holding me in place.

The woman's face twisted in fury. "I hate you, Song Woo-Bin! Go spend your day with this cheap girl!" she yelled, stomping off in anger. I stood there, my mouth hanging open in disbelief.

"I'm sorry I had to drag you into this," Woo-Bin explained, looking apologetically at me. I shot a glare at the woman's retreating form.

"Cheap? I'm very expensive!" I shot back, sarcasm lacing my voice. Woo-Bin chuckled at my response, then looked around, noticing I was alone.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, a touch of curiosity in his voice. I realized he didn't know about my encounter with Yi-Jung, so I explained. His eyes widened with understanding.

"He was in distraught when you left," he murmured softly. My gaze dropped to the ground. I truly believed he had loved me at that time.

"I guess we weren't meant to be," I said quietly, the words hanging heavy between us. "So, do you want to walk around?" I asked, eager for a change of scenery. It was my first time without Jae-Won, and I wanted some space to think. But, deep down, I knew walking alone wouldn't ease the loneliness. Woo-Bin seemed like good company, and he gave me a knowing smirk, accepting without hesitation.

Before long, we found ourselves sitting in a cinema, watching a romantic movie. I stole a glance at him out of the corner of my eye. He was completely fixated on the screen, his expression unreadable. It had been a long time since I had seen him this close, and it made me realize I had never reached out to him, but he didn't seem angry. If anything, he was happy to see me doing okay.

"Are you done staring at me?" Woo-Bin's voice broke my trance, and I gasped, realizing I had been caught. I quickly looked away, embarrassed. I was relieved he didn't press it, and we both sat there quietly, savoring the peaceful moment.

After the movie, we went to another spot. Standing on top of the Macau Tower, I gazed in awe at the breathtaking view. The city below seemed so small, the lights twinkling as dusk settled in.

"I still remember when we went on that holiday... watching the fireworks together," I said softly, a flashback of happier times hitting me. That day when everyone was together felt so distant now.

"Such a shame things have fallen apart," I continued, a heavy sadness in my voice. Jun-Pyo had moved to Macau to take care of his family's business, forcing him and Jan-Di to break up. I knew their love was strong, though, and that if it was meant to be, they would find their way back to each other.

I turned to look at Woo-Bin, and noticed he was watching me intently, his gaze lingering. It made me curious about what he was thinking.

"What?" I asked, trying to hide the flutter of unease in my chest.

"I know I'm probably not the right person to say this," he began, his voice steady and serious, "but come back to Korea." His words hit me like a shock.

"What?" I asked again, not quite believing what he had said.

"I can't," I replied firmly, my heart sinking as I saw the sad look in his eyes. I didn't like making him unhappy, but I knew I couldn't give him what he wanted.

"Why not? Is there something wrong, Sora?" he asked, a hint of concern in his voice. I shook my head, not ready to explain the complexities of my feelings. There was so much I couldn't say.

Despite his kindness, the secret I kept was something I wasn't ready to share. He saw the flicker of fear in my eyes, but I couldn't bring myself to be vulnerable.

"You can tell me anything, Sora," he said softly, stepping closer, his hand lifting my chin gently. He felt so close, yet so far, as I struggled to open up.

"I'm not ready, Woo-Bin," I whispered, my voice breaking slightly.

And with that, I ran away.