Two months had passed.
Yoongi had tried to initiate contact but she blocked him. After a month, she unblocked him. Their conversations went a little like this.
Yoongi: hey. Did you eat.
Hyejin: yes
Yoongi: that's good... what did you eat
Hyejin: noodles.
Yoongi: cup?
Hyejin: yes
Yoongi: oh okay.
If they were still together and things were swell, it would've gone a little like this instead:
Yoongi: did you eat?
Hyejin: guess~
Yoongi: I don't have time for this
Hyejin: you never have time for me ㅠㅠ
Yoongi: I didn't mean it that way
Hyejin: so salty ><
Yoongi: -_-
Hyejin: ㅋㅋㅋ
Hyejin: now the real question
Hyejin: DID YOU EAT
*english*Hyejin: if you didn't, Min Yoongi I swear
Yoongi: swear what?
Yoongi: you'll punish me?
Yoongi: 😏?
Hyejin: ha ha ha very funny 🤡
How Yoongi longed for that conversation.
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"Just get back together with him." Aiyeun said as the two ate lunch as usual.
"No. I'm tired of running back to him." Hyejin said sternly.
"But you still love him don't you." It wasn't even a question. "Love dies over time." Hyejin said. "I'm fine."
Love dies over time.
But maybe not hers.
"That's not true. I'm sure-" aiyeun began to protest.
"Park Hyejin?" The receptionist with the file in her hand said, "You have a special appointment today. I'm sorry for the late notice..." She handed it to her. Her eyes widened once she saw who's appointment it was.
Shit.
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Stupid Namjoon breaking his toe...
Stupid job...
Stupid file...
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FanfictionOut of utter boredom, Hyejin decides to text a random number in order to practice her Korean. She didn't expect full fledged conversations to occur and assumed the number would just block her. But instead... He responds to her every message. Yoongi...