Am I Pretty in your Eyes? || Kim Jisoo

Chapter 16

Felicity, or Felix, streamed that evening. The next day, before school, Hwasa showed you a minute long section of a recording of the stream she found on the internet. It showed Felix pouting over exaggeratedly,  saying that "a girl called Y/N called me a playboy" and that "it hurt". You think too much about most of the comments, which told you to go to hell, but one did catch your eye, "ngl he kind of is tho-". 

To be honest, you did feel a tiny bit bad for Felix, he really hadn't done anything bad to you, yet you had said some not so nice things. The playboy statement was accurate, though.

"Oh shoot...his fangirls will try to kill me." You sighed. "But let's go to class."

Sure enough, when you arrived, there was the buzz of gossiping and whispers. You don't know how so many people knew you were Y/N, but they did. "Look, I'm famous now." You whispered to Hwasa and did a hairflip, making her look at you blankly.  

"Wow Y/N, that's true! But more like infamous if you ask me."

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"Y/N! How dare you call Felix a playboy!" Jisoo was in most of your classes, so it was hard to avoid her.

"But, isn't he one?" You responded coolly, for some reason, your confidence was oozing.

"N-no!"

"Are you really that oblivious, KIm Jisoo?" You took a step closer. "Bae Joohyun, Chou Tzuyu, Lee Jieun. They've all dated him, haven't they? In the past month. I'm surprised he kept you for this long."

"I-" Jisoo faltered, as if she didn't know what to say. "Just stop talking bad about Felix!"

"I'm talking about Felicity."

"Isn't that the same person?!"

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Jisoo confronted you on several other occasions, but you dismissed the accusations quickly, not wanting to talk about things that were already said. It lasted a few weeks, and you were starting to get annoyed.

"Jisoo! Stop bothering me!" You grit your teeth when she approached for what seemed like the millionth time.

When she neared, you noticed that Jisoo's expression wasn't angry, rather solemn and serious. "You were right. He's a b**ch."

"Hm. He dumped ya?" You asked absentmindedly, more focused on the throbbing papercut on your index finger you had gotten this morning.

"Yes." She said flatly.

"Oh."

"I'm sorry Y/N, I really am." Jisoo bowed her head in shame, yet you scoffed.

"Too late for this, isn't it?" You raised an eyebrow. She didn't say anything. "It's been months Jisoo. Even if I forgive you, what will change? The wounds are there already."

"But, but I- " She fell silent, not knowing what to say. "I guess I just want to say sorry." She mumbled, head hung.

"You've said it already, now you can leave." You said, about to turn.

"Y/N! Please...," She looked up at you, holding out a hand telling you to wait. "You...you don't feel anything toward me anymore? You don-"

You cut her off with a bitter laugh. "Really? Kim Jisoo, you really think I would still love you? No, I don't. I do not. Why would I?"

"I just thou-" Jisoo tried to speak again.

"No. Think all you want, though." You looked at her. "You know, one day, on the track, I had a dream. I had a dream where you told me you loved me back, and you know what? I pinched myself and it...hurt. I still don't understand to this day, why would it hurt?"

"I know why." She responded firmly, taking you by surprise. "I know why. It hurt because it was real."

"What?"

"It was real." Jisoo continued. "I did tell you. But, you never thought anything about it, now I know it was because you thought it was a dream, so I got angry and dated Felix." She confessed.

"No wonder. But, it's too late now. I have someone else to love. Hwasa."

"Hwasa?"

You looked up and smiled. "The person behind you." 

Jisoo quickly turned and saw Hyejin. "Oh...,"

"I'm sorry Jisoo, but I can't stand you." You grabbed Hwasa's hand and walked away with her.

Before, your relationship with Hwasa felt incomplete, because you hadn't yet told Jisoo, your former best friend and crush, about it. Now, it felt whole.

-End-

A/N: Does this story feel incomplete?