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okay, time for memelord, jisung.

is that an apple he's holding?

i wish i was that apple.

i want someone to hold me like how jisung holds that apple.

ok, i'll stop now.

hope you enjoy!

and omg! 1,000 reads?! thankyou so much guys!!! jeongmal, jjinja, kamsamnida!

enough talk let's get on with the imagine!

if y'all already saw this jisung imagine, i changed the plot.

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ring! ring!

"yeoboseyo?"

"y/n?", i hear jisung over the phone, and i immediately stop what i'm doing. i sit on my bed.

why tf is he calling me?! what?! this is not real! why is the man that i like calling me?!

"yeah?", i ask, keeping cool.

"what'chu doing right now?", he questions.

"uh-uh. j-just homework.", i stutter.

"oh. um. i was wondering if—.", he got interrupted by someone yelling his name.

"uh. sorry, i'll text you later. bye!", he hang up.

ugh. what was he going to say?

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"y/n!", someone calls out. i turn around and see kang mina jump out from behind.

"mina!"

"y/n! the winter dance is next week! but i don't have a date.", she sulks.

"aiish. i don't have one either. i'm not going, anyways.", i say, walking to class.

"can't we just go together? i wish jisung would ask me.", mina said. my heart sank. my only friend also likes jisung.

"someone will ask you to be their date. who wouldn't? you're so pretty mina!", i cheer.

"you, too!", she laughs. i roll my eyes, and drag her.

"c'mon. let's get to class.", i laugh.

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class ended fast and i was walking out of the school when i got a text from jisung.

jisung:  yah, can you meet me at the park? i have something to ask.

me: ok.

wtf?! omg! i can't! wat is he gon ask me?!

i legit ran to the park, but caught my breath before i met jisung. i fixed myself, and the nest that was my hair and saw him.

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at the park.

i could see jisung in one of the benches. i walk to him.

"what do you want?", i sit down next to him on the bench.

"i was thinking.", he said.

"yeah?", i try to hold in my excitement.

"the winter dance is coming up, and."

oh shit. is he going to ask me out?! calm down y/n.

"and?", i say, getting excited.

"i was wondering if..."

just fuckin spit it out.

"if mina had a date?", he says.

oh.

"you guys are great friends. do you know if she has a date?"

"oh. uh, no i-i don't think she does. do you want me to ask her?", i offer.

"jjinja? you'd do that?", he exclaims.

"of course!", i fake laugh.

"thank you! thank you, god! thank you, buddha!"

"well. i'm gonna go. i'll tell her.", i stand up, and walk away.

"thanks, again!"

"yep! no problem!", i start laughing and crying, not daring to look back. but, i did.

my heart hurt like crazy!

"yah! jisung! did you know that i liked you for straight three years?", i suddenly yell, getting jisung's attention. i walk back to the bench.

"wh-what?", he stutters.

"i liked you for three years, and you haven't even noticed me once, until now.", i confess.

"wow, three years?", he vowed.

"yeah, and i didn't know what got into me."

"yah, to be honest, i noticed you. i noticed how you acted. and i'm really not into girls who act like boys. you're not really my type.", he smiled. "now mina, mina is my type. girly, nice hair, pretty."

"dick. have fun at the dance.", i leave. i was about to when i bumped into someone. kang mina's brother, kang daniel.

there's no way he heard all of that, right?

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