Blue Flower (Boys Over Flowers Fanfiction)

Chapter 27 - II

"I'm sorry," I apologized softly.

Even after taking a shower, Woo-Bin was still at my house. Despite his drenched shirt, he stood firm, unwilling to leave.

"Sora, I'm not going to ask what happened. But are you okay?" He stepped closer, his long fingers gently tilting my chin upwards. Our eyes met—his brown orbs searching mine. I sighed, questioning how honest I could be at this moment.

"I'll be fine," I muttered. The response felt hollow, but there was nothing more I could say. I pushed a clean set of clothes toward him, and for a brief moment, silence filled the room—only the sound of our breathing could be heard in the quiet night.

"I got this for you. Jae-Won, my bodyguard, sometimes stays the night. I hope it fits," I said, trying to distract myself by focusing on the floor, avoiding his concerned gaze. Without a word, he walked toward the bathroom, signaling that he was staying. A flutter in my chest stirred—a feeling that hadn't come since Yi-Jung left.

I held the side of my head, knowing a conversation with my grandfather was long overdue. I didn't want to see that man ever again; he was a nuisance to my life.

"Sora?" Woo-Bin's voice pulled me from my thoughts. I turned to face him, only to immediately avert my eyes when I saw his athletic frame. He was only wearing sweatpants, and for a moment, I forgot about the tea I was making for us.

"I thought I gave you the shirt..." I trailed off.

"You did," he replied with a teasing tone. "But I'd rather walk around like this and see your expression."

I could feel my heart skip a beat. I wasn't innocent—I'd seen guys shirtless before—but with Woo-Bin, my heart raced in a way I couldn't explain.

"I-I'm not..." I stammered, but he cut me off.

"I find it cute," he said, his voice so close that I could almost feel it. The scent of strawberry lotion lingered in the air, and for the first time, I realized just how attractive Woo-Bin was.

"Can you stop?" I felt a flush of embarrassment rising in my chest.

"Stop what?" He played innocent, and it made me even more frustrated.

"Step away, Woo-Bin, or I'll punch you." I threatened, knowing I wouldn't follow through, but desperate for some space to breathe.

He chuckled softly. "As much as I like being punched by your small hand, I'll go to bed now. Goodnight."

The next day, things only got worse. Jan-Di told me that Jun-Pyo was engaged to a rich girl, and her mood sank. To make matters worse, when we entered Shinhwa University to find Ji-Hoo, his fiancée was there.

"It's good to see you!" She introduced herself with a bright smile. "I hope we can be friends!" Her name was Jae-Kyung, and I could see the heartbreak in Jan-Di's eyes. If fate could get any crueler, this was it. Jae-Kyung was enrolling at the same university where F3 studied.

Speaking of the guys, they walked out of the building and saw us. Just as I was about to speak, a girl my age clung to Woo-Bin's arm, and my heart clenched. I bit the inside of my cheek, forcing myself to keep quiet, even though the sight hurt.

Jae-Kyung made her way to Jun-Pyo, and Yi-Jung casually mentioned that the curly guy would also be studying at the same university. So now, it seemed like he was staying in Seoul semi-permanently.

Ji-Hoo grabbed Jan-Di and me before walking away from the others.

"Who's that girl with Woo-Bin?" I couldn't help but ask, my voice betraying my jealousy.

Ji-Hoo chuckled at my discomfort. "His next girl."

His words stuck in my mind, gnawing at me. The way the girl's hand rested on his arm made my blood boil. She was prettier than me, with a better figure, and I could see why he might like her. But that didn't give her the right to touch him like that. The more I thought about it, the more I realized I was jealous.

For what?

I wasn't sure. Sure, he'd saved me countless times, but I couldn't possibly be falling for him, could I? Besides, this feeling would fade. Right?

I tried to sleep it off, hoping to forget it all by tomorrow.

"Wow, you look... horrible." Jan-Di's voice cut through my thoughts as I stood at my locker. She was right. I hadn't slept a wink and had even put on mismatched socks for school.

"What does it mean when you see a girl holding onto a guy who's saved you so many times?" I asked her seriously.

"Huh? I'm not sure," she answered, clearly lost. There was no way she could understand my feelings without me mentioning Woo-Bin's name.

"Never mind," I muttered.

Later, Jan-Di and I visited F4, hoping to cheer myself up. But just as I thought I was starting to feel better, I saw that girl again—clinging to Woo-Bin like a koala.

"She's been following him like crazy," Yi-Jung remarked, and I couldn't help but feel the dread bubble up inside me. When I got closer, I saw her face covered in heavy makeup, and the excessive jewelry she wore made her seem even more desperate to fit in.

"Hey, I'm Sora. What's your name?" I forced a smile, trying to be polite.

She looked me up and down, then glared at me. If looks could kill, I'd be dead by now.

"Eunji," she replied, emphasizing the last word. "I'm Woo-Bin's girlfriend!"

I rolled my eyes. If he was going to get a girlfriend, at least he could choose someone with a decent personality. The girl had the audacity to talk to me like that.

Ji-Hoo chuckled at our interaction, but I couldn't help but feel my patience wearing thin. If I kept seeing her, I might just lose my mind.