TRAITOR - woosan

5. favorite crime

Yunho (before the party)

I look at my phone screen for the third time in fifteen seconds.

Deep breath.

I just can't believe I received a text from Jung Wooyoung. I am usually the one who starts the conversation and now I am shocked that he texts me first.

Wooyoung:

Meet me in my room in ten.

I read these words over and over again searching for an int, something that could reveal his real intention. But nothing. Maybe he just wants to spend time with me? No, that couldn't be it, it's Wooyoung we are talking about. He probably just needs something called attention.

Ding.

Another text enters. Him again.

Wooyoung:

Don't be late.

He must really need me.

I answer that I will be there and get up from my work table to pass to the bathroom.

My heart beats so fast now. I am excited to see him and know what he wants from me. I know I should not feel this way toward him but I just can't help it. Since we started hooking up, I can't get his pretty face out of my head. He is addicting.

I am aware he probably does not have any feelings for me but that doesn't kill my hope. Maybe he changed his mind about the boyfriend thing?

I put on some perfume, brush my teeth, and rearrange my hair. When I am finally done, I exit the room I shared with a first-year named Jongho. I used to be roommates with my swim team captain Seonghwa but he decided to buy a car so that he could drive to university every day. I don't blame him for that, I would have bought my independence too if I had the money.

I walk towards Wooyoung's room at the end of the corridor. He shares his room with his best friend Yeosang. We are quite close too since we had some classes together last year. It's even through Yeosang that I met Wooyoung.

I try to ignore the lump of anxiety forming in my stomach when I finally knock on the door. I don't know what to expect from him and it stresses me out.

No answer. Strange.

I decide to enter; maybe he has his headphones on and doesn't hear me. But when I open the door my heart skips a beat. The scene that is happening in front of me can't be real. It just can't...

The lights are low but I can still distinguish two silhouettes kissing in bed. I identify Wooyoung over some dude ready to hook up.

"What the..." I whisper, too shocked to even scream.

Wooyoung turns his head, probably after hearing my whisper. He gives me a look and I can see his dark eyes are enjoying what is happening; the sex or me discovering his true self? 

Then he continues to kiss the boy's skin with a smirk on his face like I am not even there.

The devil in person.

I leave his room as my eyes start to tear up. I can't believe he made that up; the text, the guy, everything was planned. I couldn't even stop him, I was too crushed to do something about it. So I run to my room while the tears flow down my face, and I can't stop them. It hurts so much.

I text Yeosang between two sobs, having difficulty seeing my phone with all the water in my eyes. I need to talk to someone.

Me:

Can we talk? It's urgent.

He is probably at the gym right now, I hope he'll see my text.

I wipe my face with my hands and enter my room.

Yeosang:

Is everything okay?

Sure, I'll meet you in your room.

I know talking to Yeosang about the Wooyoung's situation is not the best-case scenario because they are best friends. But I really need to let everything out of my chest right now and he is my only option.

Besides, Wooyoung doesn't deserve me covering his friendship after that.