Since everyone loved the orginal, it's time we take it up a notch and make it into a sequel!
With so many twists and turns with your favorite idols, nothing is ever boring in KPOP world! So hold your breath and take a love dive!
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I first met Jacob through my childhood best friend, Geumhyuk, who had taken the Chinese student under his wing almost as soon as he had arrived on campus. Jacob was extremely shy when I first met him — the opposite of me and Geumhyuk, but in the most endearing way. I had very limited knowledge of Chinese, but I tried your best to communicate with Jacob that way until he was more comfortable with his Korean; at some point, actually, I established a mutually beneficial relationship teaching each other the two languages.
It was probably then that my crush on Jacob became serious. I'd always thought he was cute, and anyone who was a friend of Geumhyuk's was pretty much automatically a good guy (to be perfectly honest, my mom had been pushing for me to marry him since the two of us were teenagers, and objectively I could see why — but ew, he was like my brother!) in my book. He seemed a little brooding at first, sure, but once I cracked open Jacob's shell he turned out to be a total softie. My heart was positively melted.
And because I wasn't really shy about my feelings, Jacob was one of the first to know of that fact. In fact, it was during one of my unofficial language study sessions that I first asked Jacob out on a date.
He declined. But that didn't stop me.
Some people would probably say I'm trying too hard, and I can see it — I've been asking Jacob out for almost a year with no luck. I've in deep. But I just can't help it, I know in my heart that he's the one for me — and I trust that instinct, my always have. It's what got me a best friend as amazing as Geumhyuk, so why would I possibly stop trusting that now?
But then... things changed.
Geumhyuk throws a party, which of course means me and Jacob are going to be in attendance. I've always been a lightweight, but that never stopped me from playing drinking games and taking shots with your friends. It wasn't like I drank often, so I always lived it up when I did; by contrast, Jacob would spend most of the night nursing the same drink. The nights almost always ended with me tracking down Jacob in some corner of the house where he was avoiding the crowds, observing, and talking his ear off for a while.
It's late spring, and Jacob is sitting out on the back steps. I wobble out of the house and sit down heavily beside him, immediately dropping my head to rest against his shoulder. Jacob lets out a little laugh,
"How much did you drink this time, Y/N?" I groan, closing my eyes.
"Way too much. But it was fun."
The two of us sit in silence, looking up at the moon. The stars are hard to see from where I am in the city, but with the party lights lingering behind my eyelids with each blink I can imagine that they're right there in front of me. A breeze runs across my skin, and I scoot closer to Jacob and his sturdy warmth, pressing my knees to his. He gently takes hold of my cold fingers in his hands, holding them between his palms to warm them up.
