"We need to talk."
I glanced at the man. His hazel brown shone under the moonlight and his eyes twinkled as it stared into mine.
"Minho? Why are you dressed like you're in a black and white movie?" I asked with uncertainty.
"Am i...?" he trailed off.
I nodded and he rolled his eyes. He walked up to me. Our bodies were inches away from each other. "Sena..." he started, looking down and breaking the eye contact.
"I-I..." he stuttered.
He looked me in the eye. His gaze towering over me. All words refused to come out. It was like his voice abandoned him.
"You have something in your hair." He finally said.
"What? Where?" I asked, my cheeks turning red, brushing my hair. "Its gone. C'mon let me walk you home." I quickly closed the café and walked with him, where we passed by fried chicken, tteobokie, bibimbap stalls. My stomach churned at the food as I tried my best not to lock my eyes at the sight of food.
My stomach grumbled loudly, and I was sure Minho heard it. suddenly I felt someone dragging my hand into a restaurant and that someone was Minho himself.
"Two people." He told a waiter, and we were seated at a far corner in the restaurant.
"What do you want?" Minho asked, his eyes never leaving the menu.
"You don't have to..." I trailed off.
"Quick" he ushered with impatience.
"I'll just have tteobokie." I told the waitress politely. We ate in complete silence. But as I was eating, I noticed how Minho stopped eating and was looking at me instead. "What?" I asked. He used his thumb and wiped off the sauce from the corner of my lips. We were leaning in.
Code red! Code red! I warned myself. Just as our lips were about to touch, a voice interrupted us.
"Guys what are you doing here? Oh, my I'm so sorry were you guys about to- wait aren't you dating Jimin?" Han suddenly asked.
I heard Minho sighing and we pulled away, slumping back in our chairs, annoyed by his interruption.
"Ooooh leftovers!" Han cried happily and began eating my leftover tteobokie which I wasn't planning on eating as it seemed, I had lost my appetite.
Finally after Han had left, Minho paid and we left the restaurant before he walked me home. Once I reached the doorstep, I thanked him.
"Be careful." He said with a concerned tone and leaving. I watched as he disappeared into the darkness. Take a deep breath, I opened the door and the first thing I saw was Jungkook scaring me with a monster mask. I had no reaction to that. The moment he took it off, I started screaming.
"Yah! So, mean..." he pouted.
Suddenly, my chest started to ache, I fell to my knees, my eyes scanning the world before it ended, my hair started dropping off. I stood up and decided to walk to the kitchen to grab my pills, but I fell, hitting my head on a sharp corner of the table, making it bleed.
"Sena!" Jungkook shrieked, picking me up. But my eyes closed, nothing could save me, it was time.
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RomanceI'm so sorry that I wasn't there for you when you needed someone. Sorry. No matter how many times you say sorry, a sorry won't change anything.