He was never looking for love. In fact, Yang Jeongin didn't really care for it at the time. He was too busy with the responsibilities that came with being an idol.
Of course, that was only until he received a text from an unknown number from his co...
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The youngest girl didn't know what to do other than stare at the idol in front of her.
Was this a fluke? Or had he intended to come here?
Judging from the way he was waiting for her to say something, it had been Jeongin the whole time.
Then a wave of stupidity hit her. How had she not realized it? At one point she considered that it actually might've been Jeongin, but shoved it down when the numbers didn't match.
"It was you the whole time?" Mya asked softly.
Jeongin nodded sheepishly.
"I'm sorry for keeping it a secret. I just..."
Mya titled her head to the side slightly, not wanting to say anything.
"I wanted to make sure that if you had fallen for me, it wasn't just because I was an idol."
Mya's heart swelled at that and she took a careful step forwards.
"Jeongin..." "You don't have to say anything," Jeongin interrupted suddenly. "If this was enough for me to betray your trust, I understand and I don't want you to feel pressured to be with me if that's not what you want."
Mya giggled a little and gently reached for his hands.
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