p.sunghoon → f.y.b.f.

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I stood before my floor to ceiling windows, staring out into the landscape, I was openly procrastinating right now. And I was also holding now - a wrinkled piece of paper, with a few numbers scribbled onto them.

I looked down, staring at the number Sunghoon wrote down. He was probably waiting or something like that.

I debated, should I just grow the fuck up and talk to him? I did miss all the memories, all the time we had together.

Damn, Nari, you literally have a boyfriend who's literally in the same house as you right now.

But then again, Sunghoon left me just like that for some cheating ass gold digger hoe, who then proceeded to completely tarnish my life so badly I had to move schools away from everybody else.

And he still decided to believe up until he caught her cheating with his own eyes. I bet he felt like a real asshole then.

Okay, maybe I felt a little bad for him, seeing how upset he looked at seeing me, and how he probably still thought about me, made me feel some sort of sadness in regards to him.

I looked at his main Instagram, I wondered if he had a more private one, one that didn't have millions of followers.

I looked through his story, he had so many followers it's not like it'd matter if I viewed it.

To my surprise, he was just showing photos from his camera roll, and I scrolled past a few till he posted openly - a picture of me and him back in high school.

I sucked my teeth, ooh, this is going to get me killed isn't it?

I stared at the photo, was he not supposed to post this on his possible 'private' account? Now millions of people can see that he used to be close with some girl.

But again, I guess it shows he wouldn't mind risking his career as long as he'd get to see or talk to me again.

He couldn't of just reached out to me ages ago and apologised? I could've been with his ass, instead of being stuck with Jungwoo in this boring ass relationship.

I stared at the piece of paper with his number again. I wasn't going to add it, not today anyways. I placed it back on my desk and sighed, throwing myself onto my bed and scrolling through his posts out of curiosity.

He was so attractive, this man was just insane. He had such skills, he was talented in everything, along with that, attractive and funny.

I found myself watching clips of Enhypen episodes, and surprisingly giving laughs from time to time. Oh to be an idol doing fun little games for my fans who will devour any source of content.

Seems like a good life, and truthfully, I'm glad he's turned out well. He's always had potential anyways. I just was a little bitter, and since it's around two in the morning - I'm more sentimental and understanding now.

In the morning I'll still be the same fiery, petty Nari as usual.

I stared at some edit of Sunghoon, and my heart actually pounded. They used some clips from his high school days, when he had that cute brown bowl cut and was actually so sweet-looking, then it switched to how he was now.

The face, lips, eyes, hair, body.. everything, everything was so..

So, absolutely yes.

I went back on Instagram, and I noticed some recommended post, I stared intently.

'Park Sunghoon, of ENHYPEN, asks fan for number during fanmeet.'

I clicked on the link listed in the caption, a little intrigued at the entire article.

To sum things up, this was hundred percent about me.

It mentioned that I was apparently 'with child', and how Sunghoon slid me his number on a piece of paper and kept staring at me. It was probably one of the girls beside me who wrote the articles or something like that.

Either way, they couldn't possibly deduce my entire biography from that one fanmeeting. Come on, besides, it's not like Sunghoon is a 16 year old boy, he's 23, he's getting older.

I rolled my eyes, yawning and shutting my eyes for a second. I reopened them the instant I heard a ping come from my phone.

I sighed, hopping back onto Insta and checking my messages. I had a few unread messages, but a new one reached the top of my dm list.

02hs: is this nari?

02hs: hey are you up?

I frowned, looking at the profile first, but unfortunately not much was deduced since it was private.

I shrugged, wondering what's the worst that could happen.