ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟞𝟠

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~very short ch today.~


-Start of Chapter 68-


The streets are eerily quiet as I make my way home late at night, the cold biting through my coat. The glow of the streetlights casts long, lonely shadows on the ground, and my breath forms pale clouds in the frosty air. I tighten my scarf and keep walking, my thoughts a tangled mess of exhaustion and the faint buzz of the café's late shift.

Then my phone buzzes in my pocket, the sharp vibration cutting through the silence.

I pause, fishing it out with numb fingers. The name on the screen stops me in my tracks.

Soobin.

For a moment, I just stare, my thumb hovering over the screen. Every nerve in my body screams at me to ignore it, to let it ring out like I have so many times before.

But my heart betrays me.

Before I can even decide, the ringing stops. The silence that follows feels heavier than the cold, and I shove the phone back into my pocket, forcing my feet to move.

But then—

"Y/N!"

His voice cuts through the night, breathless and shaky. My steps falter, but I don't turn around.

"Y/N, wait!" His footsteps grow louder as he runs to catch up, desperation lacing every word. "Please, just listen to me!"

I turn to face him, the sight of him hitting me like a punch to the gut. His bangs are slightly messy, his cheeks flushed from the cold, and his eyes—those familiar, beautiful eyes—are filled with a mix of hope and heartbreak.

"Soobin, what are you doing here?" I say, my voice stern.

"I wanted to see you. I-I've been trying to reach you, but you—"

"Blocked you," I finish for him, my tone cutting. "Yes, I know. And I meant it."

"Y/N, we can't just leave it like this!" he pleads, stepping closer. "We can fix this! We can go back to how things were!"

I shake my head, backing away slightly. "Do you not understand? This... us... it's not possible. It never was. You need to let this go. Let me go."

"No" he says firmly, his voice cracking. "I can't. I won't. I—"

"Go back to the dorm, Soobin," I interrupt, my tone icy. "Everyone else is probably waiting for you."

He flinches but doesn't move. Instead, he reaches for my hand, his touch warm despite the chill in the air.

"It doesn't matter. They'll understand. Y/N, please—"

"Can't you see?" I snap, pulling my hand away. My voice rises, echoing down the empty street. "We're both hurting from this! Do you think this is easy for me? That I don't think about you every day? But this—"

I hold up my left hand, the faint scar on my palm glinting under the streetlight. "This doesn't go away, Soobin."

"And what about yours?" I point to his forehead, my voice trembling. "Behind your bangs. It's still there, isn't it? It's not going away either. None of this is going away!"

He freezes, his fingers instinctively brushing his bangs aside, though he doesn't respond. 

I sigh.

"T-That's all in the past now." he pleads, stepping closer. "We can fix this! We can go back to how things were!"

"Fix this?" I scoff, crossing my arms. "Do you even hear yourself? Soobin, do you think I don't know what happened after the scandal? The hate trucks outside your company? The death threats? The cancelled concerts? You don't deserve any of it, and neither do the others."

He freezes, his face faltering for just a second before he tries to compose himself

"Don't you get it?... Nothing can be fixed." I say, my voice more vulnerable. "So please" I continue, my voice barely a whisper now. "Please, Soobin, stop coming after me. Don't contact me. Don't try to fix something that can't be fixed."

The first snowflakes begin to fall, but this time, they don't feel magical or pretty. They sting as they land on my skin, sharp and cold like the tears I'm trying so hard to hold back.

When I glance up at him back, I see his eyes glistening with unshed tears, his lips twitching as though trying to form words he doesn't have the strength to say. The sight makes my own resolve falter, but I force myself to look away, clenching my fists to keep from reaching out to him.

I turn away, unable to look at him anymore. But just as I take a step, his voice stops me.

"I love you."

I freeze, the words slicing through me like a blade. I don't turn around. I can't.

"You shouldn't." I whisper, my voice barely audible.

Each word I've said feels like a dagger to my own heart, but I take a step forward, then another.

And then I walk away, leaving him standing there in the snow, his tears falling silently, just like mine.


-End of Chapter 68-


~author's note~

sad? i hope so.

So after talking to my friend ive decided to speed things up. a huge time skip.

Maybe cuz im the one writing it, i didnt realise how many chs i have written yet not so much has happened. Im just a slow burn person. but ofc readers come first. 

besides i intend for this story to end before 100 chs.

so to make this happen im speeding things up quite a bit.

if thats what u were waiting for then ur lucky (btw im not good at speeding things up but ill try my best). im sorry for making u wait for long/

and to the people who like slow burns i sincerely apologize.

so um...

thats it.

Anyways,

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Stay tuned for Chapter 69

Okii baii !! Luv ya'll <3

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