balconies • seventeen

brains & beauty (3)

Song: Lovewave - Chamber

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"Why don't you just go for it, Jisoo."

"Are you kidding? Seungcheol has everything I don't have!" Jisoo shouts, thankfully not loud enough for the whole building to hear. You sigh.

"You suck." You tell him, earning and offended glare from the latter. Jisoo has so many conflicts in life, you just can't keep up. Or maybe, just his love life.

"Suck it up, Hong, or you'll never get the boy." You tell him off.

"The core problem right now is that the person I like doesn't even know I like him in a- in a-" Jisoo stutters, his eyes wandering all over the place, trying to find the right words.

"-in a love, love kind of way." You continue, although you yourself weren't exactly sure if you got your point across. Well, who knows. Love speaks.

Jisoo turned bright red. How could this boy be embarrassed over such a small thing?

Your eyes found their way towards Jisoo's balcony, and well, there was nothing much besides the chair and the plants he planted. You doubted he even planted those. Jeonghan must've gave them to him and Jisoo placed the scientific names of the plants in the pot. How nice.

"What are those?" You ask, pointing towards a bunch of wilted flowers placed in the corner, foolishly wrapped with newspaper. If it was trash, Jisoo could've just threw them away, and not let those poor flowers rot there.

"Oh," Jisoo answers, his face looking like he was trying to find the right answer again.

"Those are..." Jisoo slurs, looking down at his feet with a guilty gaze as his voice gets smaller and smaller "…..the flowers Jeonghan gave me."

"WHAT?" You yell back, knowing that you might've made Jisoo feel even more guilty. But well, who cares? Why would Jisoo throw away flowers from someone he loved? If Jeonghan knew what he was doing, he'd be heartbroken to the bone. Jeonghan loved plants. And that wasn't the way how people were supposed to treat them. Especially, the guy who liked him. If only Jeonghan knew.

"Yeah I know, I know I shouldn't have done it and stuff but still, listen to my side," Jisoo interrupts before you could even argue over anything "I've been meaning to forget Jeonghan, you know? Give up."

That was ridiculous. You laugh, until you realized Jisoo was serious. Like, real serious.

"It's just…so hard to get Jeonghan off my mind," Jisoo says, ruffling his hair, pressing his temples as he rests back against his cushioned seat "everything just leads back to Jeonghan all over again, and it's so hard for me to focus on my work. Like…he's been occupying my mind for so long now."

"And it doesn't help whenever he knocks on my door to send me leftover flowers everyday, or waves at me whenever I'm trying to study by the balcony with my curtains wide open. Every single move he makes towards me makes me have excessive thoughts and I just-" Jisoo ends his sentence with a long, dragging sigh, releasing his tension, releasing his thoughts that he's been holding in for so long.

Maybe that was why he looks like he's locked in. He barely opens the door, his room is dark, his curtain's always closed, like nobody's living in there. Jisoo's skin was pale, though it wasn't a serious shade of pale. It just shows how much time he's locked himself inside his room, blocking all source of sunlight out.

"The worst part is that everything that he's done towards me seems more of a platonic love kind of thing," he says "he sees me as nothing but a best friend, Areum. Jeonghan's straight. And I have to accept that."