𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

❀༄ "𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝑱𝒐"

You: Jo / Y/N
Your crush: Kierhey/ C/N

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"You look drunk again, Jo. . . This isn't healthy, really. Why don't you try visiting my therapist. He's a very great, therapist, maybe he can help you get through this." My friend Fei talks to me as if I care about getting better.

I can't get better. I'll be like this, forever. Maybe not forever, but I don't know when will this end. When will my sadness disappear. When can I forget about him. I know this isn't healthy, I mean, who would think that this is healthy.

My appearance looks like a drunk zombies. I feel like the guys who used to admire me criticize my looks now. But who cares? I just want him to choose me again. Choose me like the way he used to always choose me.

"Am I not enough, Fei? I mean, I got the looks, I'm rich, smart, talented. . . Why. . . Why can't he choose me? Again. . ." I sadly said, looking very depressed.

"Jo. . . You're worth to risk. He just can't see it. Someday you'll find someone that is much better, that he topped your standard. But, of course that's not him because he can't see your worth. . . Gosh! You're so unique, Jo! Not every girl can do what you can do! And maybe, the right guy is just around you, but you're too blind to see them, see their worth. Because you're too focus on Kierhey."

"Please don't say his name. . . I want to hate him so bad. . . But how can I? How is he making me feel like this?! Maybe he cursed me or something."

Kierhey.

That's the guy I used to date. Somehow he ghosted me for no reason. Our relationship was fine, it was good that my friends are jealous of my relationship. I mean, who wouldn't?

Our campus calls us the power couple.

I'm an academic achiever, as well as Kierhey. He's in a band, I'm a journalist. Kierhey also got the looks, he looks like a very famous actor girls scream to whenever they see him. The way his hair fall to his face, and he looks unknowingly beautiful. Girls in my school will agree.

He got the looks, and the personality too. He is just so, so, kind. The way he softly talks to me. When he listens to the books I read. When he always carry a bandaid with him because I love wearing heels. He also carries a hairtie with him, just to tie my hair if I feel hot. He also reads books just for me. And no words can be said just to say how is so perfect to me.

And I can never think of a reason why he ghosted me. There were no conflicts in our relationship. He just suddenly stop replying to my messages, ignoring me in school, and acting as if I'm ghost. I tried reaching out, asking his friends if he has a problems. But they just said nothing.

But that was a year ago.

He looks so fine, happy, and carefree. Being him. Enjoying his life, without me. Doing some gigs without me loudly cheering for him. He still smiles. Smiles I loved.

Now all I do is secretly cheer for him whenever I watch his band play for school events. Watch him smile with his friends. We used to be so close. More than close, now we're just strangers with happy memories in the back of our minds.

I tried moving on, but I can't. All I do is date guys who'll last for weeks and I'll just use them just for him to at least feel jealous. Be jealous of me holding an arm of a man, walking to halls laughing to their jokes.

But no. Whenever I walk passed him, he looks unaware that I'm the girl he used to loved.

February finally passed. I was jealous with Fei, especially that her and her boyfriend went to dates on February 14, and I just watched their IG stories looking so happy with flowers and chocolates on their hands.