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jinlia : a second chance. / blossom

published july 1, 2025. 5517 words
au
ryujin pov.

I had to tell Lia I was done. It broke my heart being in that position, yet repaired as I watched her cry. She always controlled her sobs well, so I counted on her to handle it herself.

I saved myself that time as I headed home.

My house was seriously my rest-stop from the outside world. And my ultra rest-stop was my queen bed when the moonlight shone in at a perfect angle from my balcony side window.

I step inside my apartment and secure the door, my stomach grumbling the moment I'm inside. My sandals are barely off as I approach the kitchen, switching on the light as I think about what to prepare.

Usually, with this awful shit, I'd have no appetite, as if my tears stood as my hunger, holding it in. I didn't know what it was, why I felt so relieved, why I just got a fresh breath of air.

I wouldn't say Jisu was the greatest girlfriend. She was at first. Then alright. Clingy. But it was never annoying until she'd bitch about how we should never separate as lovers, and I mean never. She meant it as "never." I always believed she was talking about physical presence, yet she hadn't dragged me to think of my decision one more time.

I can't tell if she would go to that extent anyway.

I open the fridge and place my hand over my mouth to seal my yawn. I have chili, a to-go box of sushi, and white rice that might've been in here since last week. I pull open the freezer slider and jump at the sight of frozen chicken nuggets. I'll just pop the rest of them in the air-fryer!

I start up a shower as they begin to defrost. I'm in the middle of peeling off my thin shirt when I swear I hear a soft thud. It was a knock at the door. "What the hell?"

There shouldn't be anybody at my door this late.

I slide my top back on and approach the door. "Hello?" I call to the other side, pressing my ear close to the wood.

I hear footsteps outside.

"Hey. It's me," Lia begins, her voice a mutter that's loud enough to hear from the other side. "I just wanted to... talk to you again. I need to share some things with you."

"Jisu?" I scoff, unexplainably disgusted with her inability to catch a hint. As I walked out her front door, I specifically said I didn't want contact at all. "I told you that it's over. Why couldn't you even save this for a better time? What is wrong with you? How'd you get here so fast?"

My rambles subconsciously had no stop.

It made me think: the drive from her house to my apartment was almost twenty minutes. I set foot here five minutes ago.

I realized I was sick of her bullshit for a while. Some of the things she claimed were so outrageous.

"You can't just leave me like this, Ryujin. I love you more than anything. Nothing's ever going to change that!"

I narrow my eyelids at her sheer greed. "We're done! I don't know what'll make you get that. Just go home."

It went quiet. The crickets stopped chirping. My neighbor's music shut off. The trickling water splashing down on the tile floor weakened.

The entire world must've gone on mute.

Suddenly, she bangs her fist against the wood, a menacing thump to lash onto my side.

I fade off and maintain a distance.

"Open the door, Ryujin." Her tone is direct. She was never a fan of waiting, and she favored acting certain ways to get a laugh out of me.