Fate ; gd

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I sighed heavily as he walked back to his car, it went better/worse than I thought. He'll find someone better, I thought as he closed the door to his car driving away. I let out another sigh then Marilyn ran into the room handing me her phone, instinctively I answered, "hello?"

There was static at the other end, I removed her phone from my ear and look at the caller ID. My eyes widened, and I said hello again into the phone, only for it to hang up on me.

"Why did you contact Jiyong?!" I exclaimed, tugging at my hair as I ran my hand through it.

"So you two could make up!" Marilyn replied as she took her phone back.

I just mentally died at her efforts, walking to my room to cry into the pillows.

A month, almost two, passed and Jiyong and I still haven't made up.

Katelynn eventually moved to France to visit her grandparents. Marilyn decided to stay in school to work for her masters.

I ended up graduating at the top of my class and became a video director, however, looking for a job was difficult only for one to be open. I did small jobs here and there to get started on my career, but a major project is what I was striving for. Once I was called for the job my eyes beamed with happiness.

I got up early the next morning and drove to the destination, ready to wow the entertainment industry with my directing skills.

"Ah so is this the song?" I asked after greetings them and point to the packet of papers given to me reading the words, 'Who You' on top of the paper. I read the lyrics and immediately felt sorry for the person who made this song. All I could think about was how much heartbreak they had gone to make a song like this.

My thoughts were broken when someone loudly came walking to the group of us. I turn around to see him.

It's been weeks, months, since we had a decent conversation. I looked down at the papers, as I put on my sunglasses, not wanting him to see me. "I said I didn't want to do a music video for this." He says as he inches closer to us. "I wanted the fans to pitch in so it can be like they helped out too."

Same old Jiyong.

The one I miss.

"But we decided to do something a lot better." The producer told him.

He shook his head, "I'm not letting anyone direct this music video except for my fans." He replied then I felt his eyes roam on me then he looks back at the producer. "Let's direct Crooked instead." He walks away as his hair dresser had called him over.

I sighed deeply giving the producer back the lyrics to 'Who You' in exchange for 'Crooked.'

I read these lyrics too, and it struck me. He couldn't have made these two songs about me, could he?

I shook my head and put down the papers. The lyrics making me feel guilty.

"Jiyong?" I ask peeking my head to where he was, still having my glasses on. He hums in response while his nose was stuck in a magazine.

I took out my phone and sat on a chair that was a few feet away from him. "How did you uh, feel as you wrote this song?"

As soon as he heard my question he put down his magazine and looked straight at me. "What's your name?" He asks.

Shocked I try to come up with a name, "Hyuna. You can call me Hyuna." I reply.

"Well Hyuna," he started as his gaze diverted away from me. "I felt angry, alone, upset, mostly angry to the point I cried. And most importantly, heartbroken." He replies as if he's been practicing what to tell me if I asked him this question.

"Can I ask why?" I asked which was a huge mistake on my part.

He sighed as he looked up at himself in the mirror, "I saw something I wish I didn't see. I wish I could erase everything, but I can't and don't want to forget her."

My hands came to a cold sweat and instantly to warm them up I typed what he said. "Thank you." I say as I bow and leave the trailer. I walked inside a close building and looked at myself in the mirror, "it's not me." I kept repeating to myself over and over again, "I didn't make him feel like that." I told myself looking in the mirror as tears started to build up in my eyes.

I washed up and went back outside, "alright let's start."

It was night time and we decided to shot some scenes the same day, "Hyuna, you've been wearing your sunglasses all day, how can you see in the night?" Jiyong asked me after he finished shooting a scene.

"Ah. No it's okay!" I say as I step away from him. I take out my phone and text Marilyn I would be back a little later than usual.

"We'll shoot more scenes tomorrow guys! Wrap it up!" The producer shouted. My heart dropped, we would have to continue this, and I would have to continue seeing Jiyong.

"Ah, can't we shoot more and use the green screen to make it look like it's sunny?" I asked walking towards him.

He just chuckles and shakes his head no, telling me I should get a good nights rest because tomorrow we will be working even harder.

I sighed and rubbed my temples. Shortly afterwards I was taken out of my trance. "Want some barbecue?" Jiyong asks me.

"N-no it's okay! I have to get back and continue making plans for your video." I bow, "thank you for having me." I say as I begin to walk off. Something inside me told me to turn back around and tell him that I missed him, yet the other side of me told me to lie to him and have us lose feelings for each other.

Being the fool that I am I listened to my other side, and let him believe the lies I had told him.