Butterfly weed - let me go
If you love something, let it go. Right?
Gina rereads the note once, then twice. She shakes her head, not believing her eyes. No.
She slams her locker shut, making Soobin jerk and look over at her. He's quiet this morning, only offering her a tight smile before walking past. Now, he just turns away, trying his hardest to ignore her hurt. And his.
Gina runs up to him, brandishing the note like a sword.
"What the hell?" She says, more to herself than him. "What's his problem?"
Soobin shrugs, finding the ground more interesting than her. "If you love something, let it go. Right?"
He walks away without a glance back, leaving Gina to stare after him. If you something, let it go.
Soobin's words echo in the quiet, eerily similar to the note she read. Gina's eyes widen as she looks over at the note, matching the sentence word for word. Looking around, she sees no one else in the hallways.
Yeah, duh, she thinks to herself. It's because no one else uses their locker, except for me and Soobin-
Soobin's the only other one who uses the locker? Gina looks at his locker, eyes wide as she pieces it together. If he's the only person in the school who knows how to open a locker, then he's the only one who could be putting the flowers there.
He was always there when she opened her locker to find the flowers. Wherever he was, a flower followed. Gina mentally facepalms herself, frozen. He's the one.
But why is he walking away from her?
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cliche | choi soobin
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