"Bin!" I ran up to him, and gave him a long hug. We haven't been able to talk since he's been busy with school work. I think this is the first time in three weeks since we've seen each other. "I try to say hi to you in the halls but you always turn your head to Eunwoo when we make eye contact. Did I do anything wrong?" All he did was stare at the empty hallway, never at my eyes.
"y/n, do you think our relationship is still worth it?"
Wait, what? "Obviously Bin! Is it the lack of sleep talking? It's just that you have senior activities to attend to, since you are Class President."
"y/n, I lied. I may have senior activities, but some times I tell that to you so that I can have time with Eunwoo and the others."
"Well, you do need time with them. Why couldn't you just tell me that's one of the reasons that we can't hang out?" He grabbed my hands and gently put a small charm in my palm- the same one I gave to him when I confessed to him.
"y/n, why are you making things hard for me? I honestly thought you would've ended things last week because i've been so distant from you, and I made up useless lies that I thought would've made you mad. What i'm saying is, i'm sorry, but I have to end things with you. The past year with you has been great, but we need to face reality. I'm a senior and you're a freshman, and that's not socially acceptable here. Even if you did bring me out of my comfort zone, and gave me all the love I needed, we both knew that we wouldn't last so long. Maybe you haven't realized it yet, since you try to push away the thought of us separating away, but I have."
"Bin, please stop saying things like this!" I suddenly fell to my knees, crying while he looked down at me. "Please stay with me, if it's mainly because of how I-"
"Baby, you need to understand that our age makes things difficult. Maybe when we're both out of highschool we might meet again, and maybe we can somehow get back together. But for now, I need to say goodbye to you, y/n. I hope you find someone better to make you happy."
He gave me one last look, then walked away. Is it really over?
Can you believe it? After a year of love and happiness, he broke things off with me. I knew i'd be fine months later, but you know what hurts the most? He didn't cry. He didn't hug me to say sorry. He talked with little to no emotion, and his voice was lacked with poison, making it seem like he half heartedly cared about how I felt. He was an emotionless guy who just stared at a girl, who was crying at his knees, desperate to have him stay with her. He built a wall around my heart, and it was filled with love and admiration. It took him months to build the wall, but it was strong, and no one could make a crack at the wall. But with just a few sentences, he tore it down, slowly and painfully, making sure that I was breaking little by little with every word he said.
Part 2? Should I make one of them in the future when they're grown up?
genre: angst
details: break up
