⇒ chaejung
I bundled myself up in the warm blanket, suddenly recalling all the bad memories that I wished upon to forget. "fuck school."
I changed into my outdoor comfy clothes and walked to the park to take a breather. besides, the air is fresher there. I walked to the secluded area in the park, sat down on the wooden bench provided and accidentally let a tear slip out of my eye.
"chaejung! i was looking for you everywhere!" I glanced to my side and saw the oh so familiar boy, jisung. I immediately wiped the second tear away the moment I saw him. never am I going to let him see my weak side.
"w-why are you c-crying?"
it's too late, he saw it. he immediately threw his bag on the floor and sat down beside me. he pushed my head, causing it to fall on his shoulders. "cry."
with that, I sobbed, hard.
you're the first ever boy that lend me a shoulder to lean on.
a/n: BITKEKRDKKEJEJE SIKE SCHOOL WAS OK
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