My head is throbbing while I am sitting in the corner of the bus. It's so loud so my headache became severe. I feel like anytime I would collapse. Cold sweat is also forming on my forehead.
"Hey. Are you okay? You look pale," a guy with a rough voice spoke. I would like to see his face but my eyes began to blurry.
"I–I'm fine," I assure him even though I feel vulnerable.
I stood up and was about to take off the bus when I lost my balance but someone grabbed me in my arm. It was him again.
"Careful," He whispered.
I finally saw what he looks like. His dark piercing eyes, pointed nose, small pouty lips, thick brows, and a very defined jawline.
This guy screams perfection.
"Thank you," I said.
I hope he didn't notice that I was checking him out.
The guy stared at me for a minute. "I think you're sick," he stated.
I give him a small smile. "Yes, I think so."
"Anyway, thank you for your concern. Mister?"
"Jay. Just call me Jay."
I smiled and nodded at him. "Thank you, Mr. Jay. I'll go now."
I didn't get his number! Great! Just great Jungwon!
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✓ [BOOK 01] TOLERATE | JAYWON FF
RomanceThis story depicts the life of two souls who live at two different levels of society. Jay is an artist who is loved by everyone but still feels lonely. Meanwhile, Jungwon, a normal boy who lives alone, has no family but still feels loved by his frie...