Since everyone loved the orginal, it's time we take it up a notch and make it into a sequel!
With so many twists and turns with your favorite idols, nothing is ever boring in KPOP world! So hold your breath and take a love dive!
Those words haunted Seonghwa continuously for days.
(A/N: He looks so fucking cool!)
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He tried reaching out for me but all his calls went straight to voicemail. Even his messages were left on read.
Why the fuck does he have to be so stupid. I matter so much to him, promising me that he won't hurt you, and yet he still did.
Currently, he hasn't contacted me for 2 days. The fear of rejection eating him inside and out. Not knowing what to do and digging for solutions inside his brain is deemed useless as he didn't even get any.
'Such a scaredy cat, how could she even forgive you if you can't find ways to prove yourself to her.' he thought.
He gripped his hair tightly, wanting to fall asleep but the constant voice in his mind reminded him that if this continues, I'll be gone for good.
No. That can't happen. He can't bare the thought of losing me. Just thinking about it makes him want to vomit.
Seonghwa immediately got up from his bed, wanting to straighten everything up and be with you once again. He doesn't care even if it's late, he'll go to you and tell you how sorry and guilty he is.
I was about to fall asleep when you heard small taps from my window. Thinking that maybe it was just an animal trying to get inside my house, I paid no mind to it and closed my eyes.
Not until I heard someone's voice quietly calling my name outside. Shooting up from my bed, I grabbed a lamp from my night table before cautiously approaching the direction of where the sound came from.
I went to your window and checked who it was, upon opening, my eyes widened when I saw the last person that I'm expecting.
Seonghwa smiled in relief when I dropped the lamp I was holding and opened the window for him to get inside, turning to me to answer my question about why he's here but stopped and cupped my face instead.
My face is puffy, nose a bit red and my eyes are kind of wet.
"Y/N, were you crying? Why? Was it because of me?" he asked me, concern and pain etched across his face at the thought of him being the reason for my tears.
Embarrassed at being caught, I pulled away from him, discreetly wiping my face and looking away.
"I'm not," I sniffled, making Seonghwa's eyes soften, "and answer me first. What the hell are you doing here? Didn't we already broke up?" I repeated my question.
