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Wooyoung Three months. Three months ago, it was the last time I've seen San or talked to him. We didn't even text each other. But that was how we wanted it.
I felt like the feeling of emptiness in my chest would never go away. I just prayed every night that I'd wake up one day and be completely happy again. But that day still didn't want to come.
My lips missed his. And my body missed San's soft touches. Every time Yeosang touched me, I flinched. I wasn't able to relax in another male's arms. It felt weird.
Yeosang was still chasing after me. He didn't want to give up even though my feelings for San didn't change at all.
"Club? Tonight?" Yeosang suddenly appeared. He looked more handsome than usual but I wasn't able to tell what he changed about his appearance. Maybe my body was just frustrated.
"Again?" I asked him while laughing. Yeosang smiled at my laugh and hugged me from behind. His touches were soft. Softer than San's touches. But I still liked San's touches more.
"Well...we could drink at my place, if you don't want to go to the club" he said. I knew exactly what he was doing. "At your place? What about Yunho?" I asked him because I knew that he didn't want to include Yunho into our plans.
"I thought we could spend time together- just the two of us" he said. I laughed a little at his flirty actions and nodded. "Yeah, I guess that's fine" I mumbled and packed up my stuff.
"Are you ready to go on dates yet? I don't want to force you or something" he said politely. My smile faded after he mentioned San in some type of way. "I mean..yeah" I mumbled and closed the window next to me.
"Would you take him back, if-" I interrupted Yeosang. "Please don't. Can't we just have a good time without talking about my love life?" I asked him.
"Yes, but I want you to give me a chance please. Nobody will ever treat you the way I'd treat you. I want you, I really do, Wooyoung" he suddenly said sternly. My jaw dropped.
Yeosang seemed to be unstoppable. He begged and begged and soon I'd probably fall for his tricks.
"Yeosang please stop" I mumbled and shook my head.
"Wooyoung, open your god damn eyes! When I googled him, there was his apartment for sell! He won't come back don't you realize that?! Actually, I didn't want to tell you this but he's actually selling his apartment here In Seoul, which mean that he'll stay in Japan" Yeosang suddenly yelled at me.
My eyes widened in anxiety. San sold his apartment in Seoul? He wouldn't come back? What was happening?
My started to feel weak. "It's the truth" Yeosang mumbled.
My world shattered. The peaceful world that included me and San was a hallucination. How was I able to ever get over this heartbreak?
Lies and lies. I didn't even know what was true or false. How could someone do this to me? Why didn't he tell me that he'd never come back. Too many questions and not even a single answer.
"Calm down, Wooyoung. Let's go to my apartment. I'll take care of you" Yeosang suddenly said softly. I nodded paralyzed and followed the taller.
