Model || SaTzu ✔️

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"I don't understand," I frowned as I sat in Jihyo's apartment, holding a bottle of water I requested.

She emerged from the kitchen, red hair and all, holding a cat close to her chest. She was one of the few people I knew that was for Tzuyu and I being together. All my other friends and family were against us, mainly because she's a pretty model, and they're afraid of me getting hurt.

But I never really listened to them. And look where I'm at now.

I had finished telling her about what happened last night, and how I felt about it all. Jihyo's one of the most understanding people I know, so I half-way expected her to try and defend Tzuyu. But I was confused to see her giving me a mean look.

"She has got to go," she stated flatly.

"What?"

"I liked Tzuyu, I really did. But every time I hear about her coming home late again, and making you feel horrible and insecure, I dislike her more and more. Maybe everybody else was right, maybe you should have never messed with her in the first place."

Jihyo was supposed to tell me to wait and then go back and talk to Tzuyu. She was supposed to promise me that it will all work out in the end, that good things come to those who wait. I was supposed to go back home, feeling more confident that I'll talk to Tzuyu civilly. That's what I usually get every time I come to talk to Jihyo.

But I don't get it this time.

"She's done this far too many times, Sana unnie. If she doesn't respect you enough to get better and do better than what she's doing now, she doesn't deserve you. You don't deserve that. You deserve someone who can treat you far better than she's ever treated you."

Somehow, I understand where Jihyo's coming from. And I'm starting to reason with her in my mind, thinking about how many times Tzuyu's been late. Her excuse was always that she had a party to attend after a fashion show. And I've always believed her, up until recently. What if she was actually going to see her secret boyfriend or something?

"But I love her," I admitted, noticing how darker Jihyo's face got.

She was only just looking out for me and my feelings. And I was making it tougher for her.

"I'm not going to tell you what to do, because you can take care of yourself," she started, stroking her cat's back, "but I'll give you advice. Tzuyu isn't for you. I know I've said that you two were meant to be, but I was obviously wrong. She doesn't love you like you love her. It's obvious in her actions that she doesn't care about you. I mean, guys are all over her and she doesn't try batting them off. Sana unnie, she doesn't love you."

A pang of hurt exploded in my chest at what she said. Tzuyu not loving me sound wrong, sounded foreign. But as more time pass, the more I began agreeing to the idea. The woman I've poured my heart and soul out to doesn't love me like I love her. I knew she had once upon a time, maybe earlier in our relationship. But definitely not now.

I rubbed the tears from my eyes before they could slip down my cheeks. I was done crying for Tzuyu. I'm sure she's haven't cried for me recently.

"Can I stay here for a couple of days?" I asked, blinking up at Jihyo.

Her face softened, and she dropped her cat to go over and comfort me. "Of course you can. You can stay as long as you need to."

"Jeongyeon unnie won't mind?" I asked.

Jihyo shook her head. "Nah. I'm sure she'll be fine with it. As for right now, we need to go get your things.  You owe Tzuyu no explanations. Come on. Up!"

Tzuyu was going to hate me now.