"Nice job, Jinyoung!"
"Another award! Congrats, Jinyoung-ah!"
"Hyung! You're really the jjang!"
"Oppa, you look so cool! Congratulations!"
Everyone congratulates him for winning yet another award for the recent solo dance competition.
He's the dancing prince, Park Jinyoung.
"Kamsahamnida! Thanks!" Jinyoung smiled brightly at everyone in his university like he usually does.
At the other side of the cafeteria, she could only look at him with proud but sad eyes.
She was, again, WAS his princess.
Jang Seohyun.
Although she wanted to be by his side and tell him that he was the best and all,
she could never take back the acid-like words she told him that night when she decided to put
an end to their beatiful fairytale.
--
A teary-eyed Jinyoung sincerely held her hand and whispered in a hoarse voice,
"Why? Why are you doing this Seohyun-ah?"
"I-I'm tired..." Seohyun couldn't even continue her words for her heart is in her throat.
"I'm tired of a boring and p-plain relationship like this, Park."
She spat his last name venomously to make her reasons more believable, or else,
Jinyoung will see right through her and she will never be able to let go.
His tears fell, and her heart broke.
"Y-You're lying..." He sobbed. "Y-You love me. And I love you.."
His words strucked her like lightning but it didn't do much for her to falter.
It only made her more determined. He has a bright future without her.
"Stop deluding yourself that we have a perfect, fairy-tale-like relationship, Park Jinyoung!" She yelled,
her heart pounding loudly on her chest. "Because.... that would be fooling yourself! This relationship is
a-all about you! AND JUST YOU! This..." She again trailed off biting her lip to stop her tears. "This is all a big..."
"mistake."
--
Remembering that night where they had spent moments drenched in the rain,
breaking each other's hearts, her eyes stung with tears.
She can't help but to be very sad about the end of a relationship she valued so much.
Her eyes travelled back to Jinyoung and something peculiar happened right before her eyes.
Jinyoung clamped a hand to his mouth and clutched his stomach. And ran to the Males' Comfort Room.
With no much thought, she stood up from her table, leaving a half eaten lunch
and ran hurriedly to the Males' Comfort Room.
Her heart was beating loudly against her chest as she reached the door.
She exhaled and opened the door.
Her eyes met the eyes of the man she truly love who has a drenched face and wet hands, leaning over the sink.
She sighed and thought mentally. 'God damn dramas. I'm over-reacting.'
