I stare at you from afar. Watching as you laugh with your friends, yet constantly looking at your phone.
I know exactly who it is that you keep texting with now.
Park Minha. The girl you chose over me. I'm not even surprised. I mean look at her, then look at me, then back to her. The difference of us is overwhelming. Everyone would choose her.
She's incredibly pretty, I'm not. She's skinny, I'm not. She's smart, I'm not. She's everything that I'm not.
She's that kind of girl who will leave a huge mark on one's heart. The kind of girl who every ex would want back.
Look. Even you, Park Jimin.
