"You are ENHYPEN's girl ♥" said one of the seven boys.
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When seven mates fall for one girl.
This is just a story about an ordinary girl who comes into the life of a friendship group of seven boys.
What it's like to be ENHYPEN's gir...
That night, the sky over Seoul was calm. Moonlight slipped through Jeena's window, casting a soft glow over the half-open suitcase beside her bed. Her hands moved slowly, folding the remaining clothes, placing them inside one by one. Yet, each item felt heavier than usual—carrying with it the weight of every memory she had made here.
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A gentle knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts.
"Jee-jee?"
The voice was quiet, almost hesitant.
The door creaked open slightly, revealing Sunghoon. He was still wearing his gray sweater, his hair slightly tousled. His eyes flickered toward the suitcase before settling on her face.
"Hey," Jeena tried to smile, though her heart felt unbearably heavy.
Sunghoon didn't answer right away. He stepped inside, closing the door behind him before letting out a quiet breath.
"You're really leaving tomorrow..."
His voice was barely above a whisper.
Jeena bit her lip, trying to keep her emotions in check. "Yeah,"
Sunghoon gave a small nod, then moved closer. His gaze lingered on the suitcase again before shifting back to her.
"I still remember the first time you left... I hated that feeling."
Jeena looked at him, caught off guard by the raw honesty in his words.
"I never thought you'd come back. And then suddenly, you were here again—in my house, in my room, in my life..." His voice wavered slightly. "And now, you're leaving again."
A warmth spread through Jeena's chest, but it ached at the same time.
"Sunghoon..."
He lowered his head, his hands clenched at his sides as if trying to hold something back. But before Jeena could say anything more, he stepped forward and pulled her into his arms.
The embrace was firm, filled with all the emotions he had never put into words.
Jeena stiffened for a brief second, then melted into his hold, resting her face against his shoulder.
"I hate that I can't be there... but please, take care.." Sunghoon's voice came out rough, barely steady. And when Jeena felt his shoulders tremble slightly, she realized—he was crying.
Tears welled up in her own eyes.
"I'm going to miss you," she whispered.
Sunghoon tightened his arms around her as if letting go would make her disappear. "Me too, Jeena... me too."
That night, they didn't say anything else.
They simply stood there, holding on to each other, trying to memorize the warmth—trying to make this moment last forever.
