My second chance [GenderSwap][BxB]

Season 2 Chapter 12

"I said, 'Get out'..." Jaemin furrowed his eyebrows as he repeated his words.

Sohyun rose silently to his feet, the sound of the shattered mug beneath his slippers echoing in the room. He moved with unsteady steps, gathering his clothes and putting them back on. His trembling fingers clutched his phone as he walked towards the front door. Jaemin remained seated, his back resting against the cabinet, his eyes closed, the pain etched on his face.

Before stepping out, Sohyun paused briefly, his hand on the knob. His gaze lingered on Jaemin's motionless form; he wanted to say something, but no words came out. The weight of the moment settled upon him, however, he knew he had no choice rather to leave...

Strangely, Sohyun's tears dried up the moment he left Jaemin's apartment, replaced by a strange sense of emptiness. He hailed a taxi, and as the car drove through the city streets, he found himself staring out the window. The people outside were walking in small groups, laughing and chatting over their coffee.

As the taxi passed by a park, Sohyun's gaze landed on the couples taking selfies or enjoying snacks together. Memories of times spent casually with Jaemin there flooded his mind as it was conveniently close to Jaemin's place. The irony of the situation was palpable since the weather outside was perfect...

A bittersweet smile played on Sohyun's lips, his gaze dropping as he fidgeted with his fingers. The old sense of emptiness he had forgotten since becoming Sohyun returned to his heart, but this time, it was even more profound, as if nothing could ever fill the void again...

Whom can I blame?... Sohyun pondered, his smile lingering. It's my own fault...

"Have a good day, young man," the taxi driver said as he stopped the car in front of the apartment complex where Sohyun resided.

Sohyun stepped out of the vehicle, thanking the driver. A soft murmur escaped his lips. "I no longer can have one..."

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Stepping into his apartment, Sohyun surveyed his surroundings and whispered to himself, "I've forgotten something important..." He entered the living room and collapsed onto the sofa, mumbling, "None of this has ever belonged to me... not this place, nor the money I have... not my parents..." Sohyun paused, leaning back against the backrest, and stretching his legs. "Not even Jaemin..."

With his forearm shielding his eyes, a pang of pain shot through his head. "I'm like a fake product... I can't ever be the original one..."

Sohyun's laughter echoed through the room, filling the air.

I shouldn't have been born in the first place...

*****

Yohan swept his red hair back with his hands and tied it into a loose ponytail, walking along the sidewalk toward school. "I have so much work to do today..." He sighed, knowing that the deadline for his artwork was drawing near. As his gaze was fixed on the ground, he suddenly halted, noticing a banana peel lying on the pavement. "What kind of crazy person left this here?" he mused, arching an eyebrow as he bent down to pick up the banana peel. "I could have broken my back if I had stepped on it..."

Once Yohan disposed of the banana peel, he glanced over his shoulder, a subtle unease crept into his being as he instinctively sensed someone's gaze upon him. However, he couldn't identify any suspicious individuals nearby. I guess I've become more sensitive after I went to that fortune teller... he thought, tilting his head to the right, feeling increasingly unsettled.

Yohan then stopped at the intersection, waiting for the light to turn green, allowing him to cross the street. He pulled out his phone and stared at its screen as he pondered, "Should I call Hanna to see-"