2. birds dont sing - choi soobin

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hi! my name is soobin, and i've been dating the person i've liked for months, y/n. she seemed so nice and so pretty. so one day i asked her out and she surprisingly said yes! i was shocked but so happy. she asked to keep our relationship private, and as the respectful person i am, i agreed.

now we've been dating for about three months but.. it's not going that smoothly. i have a gut feeling that something's going on when i'm not around, but i don't have enough evidence to support that. though, whenever i tried to bring it up, all she did was complain about how i don't trust her.

she has a fair point, but if it wasn't true, she'd defend herself calmly, without a fight, right? that's what's making me not believe her words really. because if she was truly innocent she wouldn't be so hideous as always. trying to hide her phone, avoiding me and walking away when i try and approach her at school, etc. she barely hangs out with me.

the first month went fine, but now we're completely apart and she doesn't even try to do anything to fix that. i'm starting to have enough. she told me she's meeting up with her special "guy friend" today. i know that it seems regular, but i refuse to trust that girl anymore. i just told her the usual "stay safe and have fun" but little do they know that i'm gonna be spying on them the whole time.

after school i decided to stay in my car instead of going straight home to see if she'd go home first or already go with her so called "friend". a few minutes passed and i saw her walking with a guy. but to my surprise, i recognized the guy. his name was yeonjun, he was pretty popular among the school, but he didn't let that get to his head.

i saw them walking until they reached his car. they started the car and i started following them shortly a few minutes after. to not seem that suspicious, i stayed a few cars behind them, but i could still see the car, so it was all good.

i saw them pull up to the nearby cafe, so i parked down at the grocery store that was a few minute walk away. i decided it would be really dumb to just sit inside the cafe, so i sat outside on a bench, facing the cafe. to my luck, they decided to take a window seat, so i could see every single one of their movements. i had put on a cap to hide my face, acting like i'm waiting for someone at the bench. in reality, i was constantly checking what they were doing. neither of them seemed to be interested to look out the window, so it was easy to watch their moves.

at first they were just talking, smiling and laughing, but then she held his hands. i thought it might be just a friendly way, still trying to brush off suspicions, but soon the hand-hold turned into a kiss. i was devastated. i knew she had something behind my back. i didn't want to leave without evidence, so i decided to take a quick photo of them.

i couldn't bear watching it anymore, and didn't want to put myself into more risk, so i decided to take my way home.

i pack my stuff down and i run into my room. i was looking at the papers i had on my desk, filled with lyrics of a love song i've been trying to write. ah yes, i forgot to mention, i write and make songs, just as a hobby though. when we started dating, my songs started to be inspired by her.

the paper i had on my desk was also from our first month. i take the paper and tear it apart, throwing it into the trashcan, not being able to look at it anymore. i'd invite her over to my house and she would listen to my music and lie on my bed. but i'm guessing her reactions were also just as fake as her herself.

i sit on my bed, thinking about how i should confront her. i decided i'll first give her a call right now, to see if she does the usual: not answering my call and then not tell why. and i was right, she gave me no responses at all. just as i expected. i had thought about my confrontation the whole night and then it finally hit me how to do it.

fast forward to the next day, it was break time and i decided to sit out on a bench in the school yard and play some songs on my guitar. as i was playing, y/n approached me.

"you are such a dickhead!" she says. i look up with a smile on my face. "do you have any idea how much you're ruining my reputation right now??" she continues talking. "i don't know what you're talking about" i say while giving her a shrug. "you know damn well!" she says, getting more and more furious.

she hands me her phone, with pictures of her and a bunch of different guys kissing in
a post i posted with the caption "the 100 boyfriends of y/n". i laugh at it as she continues being full of rage. "i see no wrongs" i simply answer her. "no wrongs? do you have any fucking idea how many guys called me out today?" she appears so furious it's almost as if you can see the smoke rushing out of her ears.

"oh no! did they break up with you?" i mockingly give her a fake pout. "..no, not at all! you're coming with this stupid cheating accusation again ugh! i can't believe you!" she says. "you know, i can't believe you either, i have solid proof and you're still out here defending yourself! you keep telling me this and that aswell, but look at you! you're not as innocent as you play yourself to be. you play guys that do nothing wrong for no reason other than your own little fun!" i tell her, also getting furious by now. "and who is there to back up your little story?" she asks, her expression changing to a smirk.

"i am!" taehyun pops out behind her out of nowhere. "so am i!" beomgyu also comes to us. both guys have also been the victims of being in a relationship with y/n."w-what? but i-" she starts stuttering but quickly gets cut off. "quit it y/n. we all know your games." says taehyun. "you should definitely check the comments and your messages sometimes." beomgyu says laughing.

she bursts out in tears as she asks "what did i do to deserve this??" i facepalm and say "you know..." then i start singing to her, while she continues hysterically crying.

"birds don't sing, they just fall from the sky. girls don't call and they never tell you why. that's just how they say goodbye." she wipes her tears as she asks "what is that even supposed to mean?" "goodbye." i tell her as her expression switches from sad to confused.

"i am breaking up with you." i say while gathering my guitar and my bag as i get up and start walking with the other guys, leaving her dumbfounded.

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