chapter 3

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I took out my food to eat and took put my chopsticks out of my bag. The moment I was about to eat someone snatched my lunchbox and began eating the spam!! I was furious with the person so I turned to slap the person.
But I stopped what I  was doing.
'Jihoon? Why are you eating my lunch?'
'Dont you remember I love meat' Jihoon said chewing my meat.

Flashback

'Jihoon-ah~I brought you food~' I wrapped my arms around Jihoon's arm and smiled at him.
'You didnt need to' Jihoon said scratching his neck. I pouted and did aegyo to him
'Jihoon-ah whats the point of being your girlfriend when I cant make you lunch? Jihoon eat this for Y/N please?'
It was cringy but Jihoon nodded and smiled at me.
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'Jihoon-ah say ahh~' I said to him and brought meat over to his mouth. He leaned in and I popped it into his mouth.
He made satisfied noises and gave me a thumbs up. I nodded shyly and gave him the chopsticks to use.
'Y/n-ah why dont you eat?' Jihoon asked me and I replied
'Im on a diet' I replied
'I really love meat~'Jihoon said smiling.
'I do too'
'Then eat'
'No im going to get more fat!'
'No you wont'
'Yes I will'
'Fine I wont eat this'
'Nooo jihoon ah eat it for me please?'
'Not until you eat it'
'Fine.' Jihoon lifted up the chopsticks and beckoned me to say 'ah'
I opened my mouth and Jihoon popped the meat into my mouth.
All I could think about was
'Urgh...Im going to get more fat'

End of flashback

I looked at the Jihoon that was now more arrogant and rude. He was already looking at me.
'Y/N the real reason I came here is to talk to you privately"
And without a warning he pulled me away. I realized he brought me over to the rooftop where he first confessed to me and dumped me.
'Y/N...I'm sorry...can you give me a chance? I miss you so much...' Jihoon pleaded me.He even begged.
'Jihoon stand up!' I yelled and pulled him up.
'Not until you accept me and you become mine again'
'Fine I'll think about it'
'Yayy~wait what?'
'I will think about it'  I said and walked away.


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