𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝗸 | thv ff

1

I was currently standing in an empty classroom at our university. Taehyung stood at a distance, observing me with those curious eyes. He looked hot, as always. dressed in those expensive, luxurious clothes.
Not that I don't wear similar stuff, but somehow, he made them look ethereal.

The room was silent, only the sound of my heavy breathing filled the space.
I fidgeted with my fingers nervously, trying to find the right words to confess the feelings I had been bottling up for months.

I've had a crush on him for a while now, and I just couldn't keep it to myself any longer.
All my friends had encouraged me to confess, but deep down, I was still unsure about his feelings.
Honestly, I was pretty sure he wouldn't accept it.

"I-I think I like you," I said nervously.

"You do?"

I simply nodded, noticing how his eyes narrowed at me.

"I don't like you."

Did he just reject me like that? Without even asking me anything?
I expected at least a question
a reaction.
But he just dismissed me like I was nothing.

A stern, unreadable expression settled on his face as he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration.

"So you don't like me?" I asked, my voice breaking slightly.

"No."
He stated it coldly, then walked away, leaving me alone in that classroom.

I turned to watch him leave. He didn't even hesitate. He was cold,brutally so. His words stung more than I thought they would.

I wasn't surprised, not really. It was obvious he'd reject me.
But I still felt bad. I wasn't used to rejection, it bruised my ego.

Imagine being perfect and still getting rejected.

I shook my head, walking toward the door.
I grabbed the doorknob, and the door clicked open.
Outside, my friend was waiting for me, leaning against a locker. She glanced at me, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
She walked up, her expression turning worried.

"Aera? Did Taehyung reject you?" she asked gently.

"He did."

"No wonder he stormed off angrily," she muttered.

We made our way to our next class. My heart sank at the thought of seeing Taehyung there.
I wasn't sad just embarrassed.

We stepped into the classroom, where the chatter was loud and lively.
Luckily, Taehyung wasn't there yet.

I slumped into the first seat. Lisa sat beside me, still eyeing my expression.
I frowned at her silently, waiting for her to speak.

"Are you sure you're not going to be sad?" she asked, her tone full of concern.

"It's his loss that he rejected me not mine. He missed out on someone who actually cared about him.
If not loved, then at least deeply attracted."
I answered and looked away.

My words sounded confident, but deep down, I was sad.
Who wouldn't be?

I've never confessed so honestly to anyone. I probably never will again.
What's the point of being truthful when all you get in return is rejection?

Taehyung entered the room with his friends. Our eyes met briefly, but he quickly looked away.
A wave of embarrassment crashed over me, making my cheeks flush.
Still, I couldn't help but glance at him again.
He sat in the back with his usual group.

The professor walked in, and we all greeted him. Class started.

I tried to focus, I really did, but my mind kept wandering. . .straight to Taehyung.
His face, his words, the way he rejected me. Everything kept replaying.

The class passed quicker than expected. Lisa kept asking if I was okay, her worry made me smile, even if I was hurting inside.
She really was too sweet.

After the last class, we headed home. We chatted casually along the way, but my mind was elsewhere.

Later, I was lying on my bed, replaying the entire day in my head.
I checked my phone,tons of notifications from friends asking how the confession went.

How the fck was I supposed to tell them I got rejected?

With a groan, I tossed my phone across the bed.

I tried to study, but there was nothing left to review. I had already read everything for the upcoming exams.
There was nothing left to do but stare at the ceiling and feel. . . empty.

Suddenly, a notification popped up.
I grabbed my phone again, heart skipping, it was from Jungkook.
Taehyung's friend.