Only Hope (Jang Wonyoung ff) (TOTGA Sequel)

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Your P.O.V.

"Let's break up."

I finally blurted out after how many tries of trying to say it.

"It's not you. It's me. And I think that we should--"

I mentally cursed myself as I brought out a small piece of paper from my pocket.

"And I think that we should go our separate ways because it's for our own good. Farewell, Wonyoung."

I sighed after reading the words that I've been practicing for how many tries now. It was only a few lines, but I couldn't bring up the courage to speak from my heart and tell her that I needed to stop our relationship.

"Y/n? What's taking you so long in there?" I heard her voice through the bathroom door.

"I'm finished." I replied, washing my hands quickly before going out.

"I thought the toilet flushed you in already." she laughed as soon as I sat back down beside her.

There was a piece of paper on the table and she was just staring at it with a pen in her hand. Just like from before I left earlier to go to the bathroom, it was still empty.

"Can't write?" I asked her.

"Yeah. It's like, there's a tune that I just can't seem to clear in my head." she answered.

I hummed and just let her continue her work. Whenever we were both here in her studio, she always made sure to do something productive.

I leaned back on the chair and thought again about what I should do. I had already rehearsed the words I can say, but I just can't bring myself to say it to her.

How would she react? Will she even believe that I want to break up with her? What if she--

My train of thoughts were interrupted when I heard her humming beside me. It was merely a low hum, but it was loud enough for me to hear.

"It's beautiful." I told her.

She looked up from her paper and turned to look at me, the smile slowly forming in her lips.

"It's a special song, actually." she said.

"Really? What kind of special?" I asked.

"Well, I don't know how to explain it. But for me, it's a song that I've always wanted to write. Like a dream that keeps on reoccurring, or something like a movie you haven't seen yet but you've been longing for it for too long." she explained.

Her words were something, but I can tell just by looking at her eyes. When she talks about her passion, it shimmers like that. Her gaze and smile would be different. A good different.

She placed her hand on top of mine and earnestly looked into my eyes.

"It's a song for you, Y/n. It's the one I've always wanted to write for you." she added.

And whenever she looked at me like that, when she told me that she was doing these things for me, it felt like my eyes were shining too. I can see the dilation of her pupils and the cute blushing of her cheeks.

"Aren't all your songs special?" I told her.

"Yes they are. They're all for you. But this one... This one's different." she assured with a proud smile.

She then stood up and went over to her piano, where she sat down and cleared her throat.

"I could only make out a tune yet, but I thought of a line." she said before placing her fingers on the notes.