namjoon pov:
my whole spring break was so boring. to sum it all up, everything was basically a big fat flop. when jin, yoongi and i decided to meet up and write songs, we all ended up watching porn or just licking frozen meatballs.
then when iseul came back from busan, a day before school started, she texted me immediately. i was surprised to why she didn't text me while she was in busan.
although when she texted, i felt like something was odd. she seemed out of place. she was using stronger words which is to why i was very confused.
i thought something was wrong. then when i went to school the next day, she began to avoid me. she was leaving off a rude vibe as well. which was totally unlike her.
she still had her head hung low as usual but her cheeks were not the same tone of pink as they usually are.
i was beginning to wonder if something had gone wrong while she was in busan. it was a possibility or she was just mad. maybe she was on her period?
so i had come to a conclusion to just ask her about it. i didn't want to be an ass and just text her so i called her to see if she wanted to meet up at starbucks.
although it took me about 10 mintes of persuasion, she finally agreed to come.
that too was another odd thing. she would usually just agree and just come.
after i got dressed and kissed my goodbye, i walked my way to the strabucks.
hoping too see her sitting there, i walked in with my beaming glow. but to my dismay, she wasn't there yet.
after what seemed for half and hour, she finally stepped through the door looking half dead.
she basically dragged her feet towards me. i scanned her up and down and surprisingly she was still in her uniform.
"i just left school. mister fucking sun won't stop blabbering about his ratty ass wife not loving him like just divorce already, damn it." she said plopping into the empty seat and pulling at her hair.
i pushed her hands back so she would stop but she only glared. i gave her a small frown because of her actions and her words but she just seemed to rub it off. i gotta be honest, it hurt.
it was silent except for all the people walking in and out of the shop. iseul was staring down at her lap with her hands still tugging at her hair slightly.
"are you okay? you've beeen acting so moody." i finally confronted. she slowly looked up and gave me this devilish look.
she dropped her hands on the table, making a loud thud in the process. the hair she tugged at was covering her face.
she glanced back at me, this time with sincerity. the rosy pink tint came crawling back onto her cheeks.
before i knew it, tears started slipping out of her eyes and down her face. as the time passed by more tears began to stream down like a waterfall. my eyes widened at the sight of a pure girl in front of me crying so silently.
i was shocked at the sudden change. a second ago she was all fine, cursing her life out of mr.sun and now she's crying her life away.
