Lee Know’s POV
Alright, real talk—I've been spending way more time at Stacy's place than I ever thought I would. And no, it’s not just because Nami’s there. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’m here to check up on Nami too, but if we’re being honest... it’s Stacy. I don’t even know how this happened, but somewhere along the way, I started catching feelings for her.
And now, it’s like I’m here every other day. It's getting kind of obvious at this point. I’ve always been the cool, low-key type, but this girl’s got me all twisted up. And the worst part? No one knows. Not Nami, not Hyunjin, no one. I’m just trying to play it cool, but it’s getting harder every day.
Anyway, it’s another one of those days where I’m heading over to Stacy’s to “visit Nami,” and the second I knock on the door, I swear my heart skips a beat. Stacy opens the door with that smile of hers—the one that’s way too bright for this world—and I have to remind myself to breathe.
“Hey, Minho!” Stacy says, stepping aside to let me in. She’s always so damn cheerful. “Nami’s just chilling upstairs, but she’ll be down soon.”
“Cool, cool,” I say, walking in and trying to act all nonchalant like I’m not lowkey freaking out just being in her presence. “How’s she doing?”
“She’s doing great, actually,” Stacy says, plopping down on the couch and patting the seat next to her. “It’s been nice having her around, but I can tell she’s itching to get back to real life, you know? She’s been through so much.”
I nod, sitting down beside her, keeping a respectful amount of space between us. “Yeah, she’s strong. Stronger than any of us, honestly.”
Stacy’s eyes soften, and for a moment, she looks at me in this way that almost makes me forget how to speak. “It’s been really good that you guys have been around so much. It means a lot to her.”
I shrug, trying to play it cool. “We’re her friends. We’d do anything for her.”
She smiles, and it’s like my brain short circuits for a second. I look away, pretending to check my phone, because if I stare at her any longer, I might actually say something stupid.
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A few minutes later, Nami comes downstairs, full of energy like she’s ready to take on the world. Seeing her like this, after everything she’s been through, it’s kind of wild. She looks... free. No hospital, no tubes, no more chemo. Just Nami being Nami.
“Yo, Minho, what’s up!” Nami says, grinning as she plops down across from us.
“Just checking in, making sure you’re not driving Stacy crazy,” I joke, leaning back into the couch, trying to act like I haven’t been low-key staring at Stacy this whole time.
Nami rolls her eyes. “Please, I’m an angel. You’re the one who’s gonna drive me crazy if you keep coming around here acting all mysterious.”
“Mysterious? What are you talking about?” I ask, playing dumb, even though I can feel my face heat up. God, I hope Stacy didn’t catch that.
Nami smirks, like she knows something but isn’t gonna say it outright. “I’m just saying, you’ve been around a lot lately. You got a secret agenda or something?”
Before I can even think of a comeback, Stacy laughs, and I swear it’s the best sound I’ve heard all day. “Minho’s just being a good friend,” she says, and I can’t tell if she’s clueless or if she’s teasing me.
“Yeah, exactly,” I say, trying to hide the fact that my heart’s practically in my throat. “Just making sure you’re good, Nami.”
Nami narrows her eyes at me, like she’s trying to figure me out. I shoot her a look that says drop it, and thankfully, she does. For now, at least.
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A couple hours pass, and we’re all just hanging out like old times. Hyunjin shows up after a while, and I’ve gotta admit, seeing him with Nami is kind of nice. They’ve been through hell, but they came out stronger. It’s good to see them so comfortable with each other. They’re not all lovey-dovey, but the way they just exist together... it’s kind of goals, honestly. Not that I’d ever say that out loud.
Felix swings by too, and of course, he’s his usual calm, positive self. The guy’s like a human ray of sunshine. But even he seems to notice something’s off with me today, ‘cause he gives me this look like he’s reading my mind or something.
Eventually, everyone heads off except for me, Stacy, and Nami. The three of us just sit around, talking about everything and nothing, until Nami suddenly stands up.
“I’m gonna head upstairs for a bit,” she says, stretching. “Y’all are too much for me right now.”
Stacy laughs, waving her off. “Go, go. Get some rest.”
As soon as Nami’s out of earshot, the room goes quiet. It’s just me and Stacy now. My heart starts racing again because, man, this is the worst kind of situation for me. Alone with her, no distractions, no excuses.
“So,” Stacy says, turning to face me. “You’ve been coming around a lot lately.”
“Yeah, well... you know,” I say, my voice cracking a little. Smooth, Minho. Real smooth.
She smiles, leaning her head on the back of the couch. “I appreciate it. Nami’s really lucky to have you guys.”
For a second, I just stare at her. She has no idea, does she? No clue that every time I’m here, it’s not just about Nami—it’s about her. I open my mouth to say something, but then I stop. What am I even gonna say? Hey, I’ve secretly had feelings for you this whole time, and I’m trying to figure out how to not make this awkward?
Yeah, no. Definitely not saying that.
“Yeah, she is,” I finally say, trying to sound casual. “But we’re lucky to have her too.”
Stacy looks at me for a long moment, and I swear, there’s something in her eyes that makes me think maybe, just maybe she knows. But then she looks away, and the moment’s gone.
“You’re a good friend, Minho,” she says softly, and I have to resist the urge to tell her that I wish I could be more than that.
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A little while later, Nami comes back downstairs, and the vibe shifts back to normal. I stick around for a bit longer, but eventually, I’ve gotta head out. As I say my goodbyes, Stacy walks me to the door, and I almost—almost—tell her the truth. But then I don’t. Because I’m not ready, and honestly, I’m not sure she’s ready either.
“Thanks for coming by, Minho,” Stacy says, giving me that same bright smile she always does.
“Yeah, no problem,” I say, shoving my hands in my pockets. “See you later, Stacy.”
And with that, I walk out the door, my heart still racing, and my mind a complete mess.
I’ll figure it out. Eventually. Maybe.
But for now? I’ll keep showing up, keep hanging out, and maybe one day, I’ll finally have the guts to tell her how I feel.
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Swapped by fate
FanfictionShe had a completely normal life with its own dark side but that changed the day she was swapped and her life was no longer the same as before...
