I logged off the chatroom and sat back in my chair, running my fingers through my hair as I sighed, before getting up to lay down on my bed. My room was sparse, the most notable item being my PC, which sat on a pristine desk. My bed was small, but big enough for me and I rolled around onto my side, trying to get comfortable.
Yoosung mentioned Rika again in the chat. I was really getting worried for him. He kept all his thoughts and feelings inside, and then would randomly mention her in the chatroom or when we were out attending helping MC with the parties. I could tell that he missed her a lot, but I worried more about what the emotional effects were and what toll they were taking on him.
But I couldn't ask him about it. He would figure out my secret, and then hate me forever. Because I'm not pure, I'm anything but that. And even if we did end up talking, I would end up hurting him one way or another.
And I never want that to happen.
My thoughts were interrupted by my phone ringing, and I got up to pick it up from my desk.
MC: Could you and Yoosung help me out tomorrow?
Me: Sure, what is it?
MC: It's just a party. They asked for some of us to be there, so I thought you two would be free.
Yeah, because I have no life outside this app, I mocked inside my head, frowning just slightly as I typed out my reply.
Me: Sure, just send me the info and I'll forward it to Yoosung.
MC: Thank you so much!
I sighed and looked over the information for the party once she sent it. It was going to be a smaller one compared to others, with only four people in attendance.
I thumbed off the information and then sat on my bed, rubbing my face with my palms, my heart thumping loudly in my chest.
What kind of pathetic loser gets nervous just from that?!
Yoosung
My phone rang, telling me I had another message, and I wiped my tears from my cheeks before picking it up from where I had set it down next to my pillow.
I read over what 707 had sent me. MC wanted us to be present there...four people attending...
I sighed and replied my compliance before shutting down my phone and allowing my face to land on the pillow. The tears resumed their trek down my face, and the sobs came out in frantic sniffles as I tried to calm myself down.
But it never worked.
Only Rika was the one who could stop me.
And she is gone.
I stumbled into the bathroom and found my new best friend, the only one that's been there for me these past few weeks, even if it hurts so bad.
I aligned the blade, and swiped it across an old scar, getting ready to repeat the process for many times to come.
No one cares about me anymore.
*****
I looked at myself in the mirror and was actually pretty content. MC said the party was formal, so I had on one of my older suits. It was black, but my favorite part was the blue tie.
I held back the tears and walked through towards the front door, grabbing my keys and my phone on the way before slipping on my shoes. I hadn't worn a suit since Rika...
I sniffled, and pushed the door open, locking it behind me.
I had to act happy, or else everyone would know. He would find out.
My wrists seemed to throb in response and I glanced at them.
No one can know.
He can't know.
No one cares.
Especially him.
He will never care.
707
When Yoosung arrived, I finally understood what was going on. No one was here. It was just me, Yoosung, and the amazing city view we had from the skyscraper venue. There were two waiters and a table for two, set up close to the huge window that overlooked the bustling sidewalks and busy intersections.
Fuck you MC. Fuck. You.
I glanced over at Yoosung, who was still standing in the entryway. He was actually wearing something formal, but something seemed off. He was fidgeting uncontrollably and he wouldn't meet my eyes as of his life depended on it. I finally sighed and walked over towards him, my footsteps echoing throughout the room. Immediately he glanced towards me and started backing away towards the door he had walked through not two minutes ago.
"Yoosung-"But before I could say anything else, he was already gone.
And boy can he run.
I chased after him throughout the building, and out onto the busy sidewalk outside. I had to keep my eye on his perfect blonde hair to be able to continue to chase him. Eventually, he turned into an alleyway, and I sped up, yanking his arm so that his back was against the wall and my stance forced him to stay there. I lifted my hand, and he seemed to whimper as I caressed his cheek.
What was wrong?
Yoosung
Omg.
Omg.
His hand felt so good against my cheek, but I couldn't say anything. It was just a friendly gesture on his part and nothing more. I couldn't let my hopes get up.
"Yoosung, tell me what's wrong."
I stared at him blankly, avoiding eye contact and instead of taking interest in his beautiful hair.
So pretty.
"If you don't tell me...", he started to say as his mouth curved up into a smirk. "I'll have to kiss you."
My heart thumped in my chest and I felt the heat rise in my cheeks.
Oh please do. Please-
I heard a gasp and was pulled out of my thoughts. I looked up at 707. His cheeks were flushed and he had taken a few steps back. Oh, fuck. I said that out loud.
"I m-mean..", I stuttered, trying to cover myself up, but before I could I felt a pair of lips on mine and I immediately melted into the perfect kiss. He pulled away and rested his forehead against mine.
"Is this why you were trembling?"
I smiled and nodded. I was so nervous. And fuck MC. Fuck. her.
He chuckled lightly and pulled my hips into his.
"I love you.", I said first before he could. His eyes widened and he pouted.
"I wanted to say it first.", he whined touching our foreheads together.
