Cut Eyebrows

29---i'm hollow without you

Sangchil glanced over her book briefly at Taehyung who sat in front of her. When his eyes met hers, she ducked back down, reading again.

"Kwan, what is up with you?" He chuckled. "Seriously."

She didn't answer. All she did was just ignore him. Sangchil did that all week. 

"Sangchil—hey—Kwan!" Taehyung tried to catch her attention by taking her book away. He caught her hand. 

Her eyes widened and ripped her hand away, dropping her book. She gasped and ran away, forgetting about the book.

"Yah!" Taehyung yelled after her. "Your book! Kwan!" He shouted. His eyebrows furrowed "What is up with her...?" He asked himself.

Sangchil slammed her hands down, which made Hanbin jump. "That's not a nice way to greet me, Sangchil." He muttered and scowled. 

"Sorry." She breathed. She closed her eyes and sat down next to him, leaning her head on his shoulder. She groaned.

"I can't take it anymore. He's ruining my life." She put a hand to her face. "I don't know what to do... I like him, but I don't think I should tell him."

"Just tell him." Hanbin said. He wasn't in the mood to give Sangchil advice since he, himself, is going through a stressful period of time.

Sangchil looked up at him. "What's gotten you down, Hanbin?"

He sighed and pushed her head off of him. "I broke up with Soyeon."

Sangchil sputtered and gasped. "Y-You did what?"

"I broke it off with her." He stated. "It was hard, but i'll cope with it."

"What the fuck!" She stood up. Sangchil crossed her arms. "You loved her, she loved you."

"Yeah, loved her. I don't anymore. Soyeon... She and I will get over it." He chuckled bitterly. "It was a short thing, only five months, it's okay."

"I-I'm sorry." Sangchil whispered. 

"She was so beautiful. She was perfect, she was nice and funny. She was easy going—but I got caught and was blinded by things I didn't see that was right under my nose. Soyeon—she deceived me." He rubbed his eyes.

Her eyebrows furrowed. "Hanb—"

"And it hurts so much, to see myself hurt her, but then again she needs to feel pain too. Everyone does. I've felt it, you have, she has, everyone can call it equal. But that day when I told her that it was over, I could see her tears."

"Hanbin—"

"We haven't spoke since." He muttered and sniffed. "I saw her in the halls, she just hung around with other guys. I feel so used right now."

"She's like that. I just hope... That this will fly by. Hanbin, don't feel bad. Take your time. I think it's safe to say we're both confused in life."

"Two youthful human beings, being trapped in a dimension where life is an obstacle."

She smiled at his statement. "You're right. We'll learn on the way. This is just the first step then, having a feel of despair." She rubbed his back. "But don't worry, this too, shall pass."

Taejoo clutched and then unclutched her hands. She was nervous, but happy. She checked the address again that Soyeon gave her and then finally knocked on the door.

Taehyung opened the door. She thought that he looked so good in his grey hoodie and black skinny jeans.

"Taejoo?" He squinted in surprise. "Sangchil isn't here. She went out..."

"Um, I actually was here t-to see you." She smiled wobbly. "A-Are you available?"

"Me? Yeah, I guess." He opened the door more. "Come in."

Taejoo smiled like an idiot and then took off her shoes. "It's very nice in here. Sangchil must be cleaning."

"Yeah, Kwan is my housekeeper." He smirked and then jumped on the couch and then laid down. "So, what's up?"

She sat in front of him. "I—I—uh... I just wanted to talk."

"O...kay." He stretched out. "What about?"

"You." She gave him a look that he couldn't read.

"Me? O...kay." He was confused. 

"I... I love you, Kim Taehyung."

His mouth fell open. He blinked multiple times. "I'm sorry, what?" 

"I love you." She moved so that she sat on top of him.

"Whoa—Taejoo—" Taehyung looked up at her and swallowed. "Um... I—"

She hushed him with her lips. Engulfing his words.

He smiled. "Thanks, Kwan. What are you going to about your situation. In my opinion, I think you should confess while he's still free. Take hold of Taehyung while you still have him."

Sangchil grinned bigger when thinking about her and Taehyung. She shyly tucked her hair away. "Maybe later... Let's go grab something to eat." She tugged on his arm.

"Yes, food will help, but I will have to pass."

"Eh??? You're turning down food? Free food that i'm going to pay for?" She joked. "Fine, fine."

For once, Hanbin showed a toothy smile. "Because I'm going to go meet up with Bobby."

"You have fun." She punched his arm. "I'm going to go then."

"Do you need me to walk you back?"

She stuck out her tongue. "I'm not a baby. I'll see you later."

He rolled his eyes. "Whatever."

Sangchil felt bubbly inside as she kept thinking about how she was gonna tell Taehyung that she liked him back too. Would be accept her?

She smiled and scrunched her nose, cringing at the situation. Sangchil giggled at herself and pulled out her keys to unlock the door. "Yo Tae, I... I got something to tell you—"

She dropped her keys on the floor.

Taehyung looked up, Taejoo looked up.

"Oh." Sangchil said. She took in the picture: Taejoo was sitting on top of Taehyung and had their lips intact. 

"I'll... Come back. After you've guys done your business." She could feel a blush come to her cheeks, then tears.

"Wait Kwan—" Taehyung shouted.

Sangchil ran. She ran for a long time.

I should've listened to Hanbin. I...I should've told him earlier and now look, Taehyung really moved on. Hanbin was right, we all feet pain.

I'm feeling it.