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We worked for a while, him and I.
I practically lived at his house if I wasn't attending classes and he never so much as looked at a single soul other than me again.
It was hard to believe he had genuinely given everything up for me, though I was more blinded by the fact that he reciprocated my feelings.
Nothing felt better than coming home from a night class to the smell of cheap convenience store cup noodles; just the thought of him preparing meals for us while he waited for me to come home drove me crazy.
When I had fantasized in the past about him loving me, I had never in my wildest dreams imagined that he'd be into such domestic habits, yet it made me so happy.
If only I hadn't had one too many a drink at his next New Year's party it would've stayed that way.
I was woken up violently the morning after, his words incomprehensible to my morning hangover brain.
I couldn't understand why he was yelling; why he seemed so visibly distraught.
Suddenly, he ripped something made of soft tulle out from underneath his bed and my expression changed immediately.
Why was there a tutu underneath the bed?
I certainly hadn't worn one during the party and neither had he.
It only came to me much later, when I was sitting alone with my thoughts that one of the partygoers had worn that tutu and had made several attempts at flirting with me during the night, though I had politely refused each one.
No matter how drunk I was, I knew I hadn't slept with that man.
That's when I properly inspected the other side of the bed and realized there was a person-sized dent in it and yet Jeonghan had not slept next to me, of that I was certain.
"Who? Who was it Jisoo?" His voice dripped with fury and my mouth refused to open.
"I don't know, I'm really confused ba-"
"Don't call me that. Don't you ever speak to me again."
Before I could explain myself, he was gone.
Just like that.
That was, until fate brought us together again four years later...
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