❝So this was all revenge, since the beginning?❞
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Falling in love with someone who was out of your league was stupid. Purposing him in front of the entire school and getting rejected was stupider. Asking him to give a chance after all this drama w...
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TW: sensitive content
Jimin's point of view
I walked out of the bathroom feeling refreshed. I wore some comfy clothes and stretched my back popping some bones. I sighed, I looked at my bed and I could already feel my eyes droopy. I shook my head and sat on my desk. I need to study, I'm lacking behind too much. I switch my lamp on and opened my books.
I didn't know how much time it passed, I was so engrossed in studying that I didn't realize it. It was when a faint tone filled the silent atmosphere making me flinch. I looked around for the unfair sound, totally confused. It was coming from outside. My eyes widen as I remembered it.
I walked it outside where her phone was kept, on the center table. I forget why did I take her phone in the first place. Fuck me. My eyes widen when 'dad' flashed on the screen, and a sense of fear rose in me. Her dad scared me, but why he was calling me? For a week I had her phone, he don't even call me once but now he was calling me. Why? I gulped and picked up the phone, fuck it. We'll see what will happen next.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Yejin!?" His dad spoke, and my eyebrows wrinkled when I heard the urgency and worry in his voice.
"It's Yejin's... It's not Yejin. I have her friend. I found her phone at school." I lied.
"Oh, Yejin's friend! Please help me, perhaps you know where Yejin is?" He asked in haste.
"Yejin didn't she—"
"She didn't return from school—"
"What!? The school ended—" I looked at the time. "Five hours ago! Did you ask her friends? Sungo? Yoora? Daeun?" My heart hammered in my chest.
"I did, she isn't with them?" His voice quivered. "She isn't the type to wander around without informing, I'm worried—"
"Don't worry sir, I'll help to find her." I consoled him.
"Thank you, I'll search in the neighborhood." He hung the call, and I looked at the screen blankly. It was me on her wallpaper. From the time I met her in rain, to the time I saw her crying I knew that she was hiding something. There was more than what she made it seems. The way she still wore those gifts, the way she still has me on her wallpaper, the way she looked at me, the way she blushed, the way he look so heartbroken at the thought of me being with someone else.
There is something I don't know.
I switch on the phone and entered the password. I was trying to open her phone for a week but it wasn't doing shit, and after today giving her phone back and seeing her enter a passcode, I took it back.
"Messages, she was stumbling about messages." I opened her messages, there were tons of messages, random unknown numbers were the most. My eyes widened and my heart clenched when I saw those messages. There were so many people telling her shit, calling names, and other stuff. It hurt my heart knowing she went to this. I'm still not sure if she did cheat on me or not, but I still— knowing it all broke my heart.
