mistakes like this | minsung ✗

chapter seventeen.

↳ minho's pov ⋆｡˚

the girl i am with is not my girlfriend. nor is she my one night stand. she's just a classmate. i don't understand why she treats me like we're close friends. i don't even know who she is. what she wants. 

it's a surprise to see her here. sitting across from me and eating a piece of chocolate cheesecake right in front of me. 

cheesecake reminds me of jisung. 

the memory of that night when his family came over and we ate dinner together. there was cheesecake in the table, i remember jisung wouldn't stop eating it. 

"what the hell? what're you smiling about?" chaewon says to me, her face expression hints a bit of horror. 

i roll my eyes back. "i am horrified just as you are seeing you here with me. why are you here?"

chaewon grunts, "i don't know~ i just saw you here sitting all lonely. you know i can't stand seeing people so lonely and depressed right?" 

"i'm not depressed." 

"you know it takes to admit that, i get it." 

"i seriously i'm not depressed." 

chaewon raises her hands up. "whatever you say, man. i'm just pointing out my perspective of you. oh! and by the way, can you tell jeongin to stop texting me all the damn time? he should know by now that i'll just leave him on read." 

"you finally realized how much of a player he is?" i continue the conversation not because i want to talk to her, but because it's been a while since i had a decent conversation with someone. all jeongin wants to talk about is introducing me to new chicks and going to parties, all changbin wants to do is tease me and blabber on about his intelligent beautiful girlfriend. and seungmin...well i just can't have a comprehensive conversation with him. 

much less if he's now dating jisung. 

chaewon snorts. "oh i knew he was a player. i'm not deluded to think i could've "changed him" or make him fall in love with me. i just wanted to play him too. an eye for an eye, you know? now look at him, pleading me to come back to him even though he'll most likely do the same mistake all over again. i swear he's such a complete dick! i mean, how could he have such a pure looking face when he is in fact nothing like that! ugh!! pisses me off," chaewon scowls. 

i raise an eyebrow. "wow there, don't go trashing the place now." 

"i am not." 

"well, it sure looked like you were about to kick the hell out of this table," i observed. 

"what's up with you then?" she gestures towards me. 

i shrug my shoulders, avoid eye contact and continue typing particularly nothing on the screen. "nothing," i lied, staring as i type random letters on what was supposed to be my essay for english literature. 

chaewon obviously doesn't believe me. "yeah right. everyone has problems. some people just hide it better than others." 

"i'm one of those people then, huh?" i tease. 

chaewon scoffs. "not at all. have you looked in the mirror lately?" 

i roll my eyes. "i'm just exhausted with all these assignments. and i have two part time jobs now." 

"why two? you trying to raise money, for what?" 

i shrug my shoulders even though i already know my answer to that. "wanna find a new place to stay at."