NINETEEN - Confessions

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No. That didn't happen. He didn't kiss me.

No. That didn't happen. He didn't kiss me.

No. That didn't happen. He didn't kiss me.

No. That didn't happen. He didn't kiss me.

No. That didn't happen. He didn't kiss me.

No. That didn't happen. He didn't kiss me.

No. That didn't happen. He didn't kiss me.

No. That didn't happen. He didn't kiss me.

No. That didn't happen. He didn't kiss me.

How dare he? HOW DARE HE?!

No. That didn't happen. He didn't kiss me.

No. That didn't happen. He didn't kiss me.

No. That didn't happen. He didn't kiss me.

No. That didn't happen. He didn't kiss me.

Why did he do it?! Why did he do it?!

"I saw that," Chanyeol whispered, but loud enough to hear.

"What?" Baekhyun asked, and all of them looked at me and Luhan.

"Nothing," he replied. "Hi, Boyoung. I'm returning this. I am sorry for the trouble I'd caused. Please forgive me."

"You're a member of school student council but you are so insensitive about these things," Boyoung said. Shit. I never saw this side of her. We are in the pathway and she's making a scene!

"I have no idea that it is your concept of love to him since I never experienced the same thing but, if that's what you call insensitive, then fine."

Boyoung snatched her diary and threw it in the trashcan. "It's done. It's already done. You cannot bring back time."

You cannot bring back time. She's right.

We continued to walk leaving Chanyeol behind us. Luhan and Baekhyun only patted him at his back.

But I stopped.

"I'll stay," I said and shoo them away.

"Shin-ah..."

"No, Luhan. You go home. It's okay."

"I waited for you and now, you're telling me to go home?" he muttered.

"You didn't even wait. It's you who told me to wait you," I corrected him.

"But ---"

"I don't like you," I told him and that shut him up. I mean, all of them.

I walked backwards and ran away from there. I was running and running until I reached the gymnasium.

I shouted.

I am annoyed.

I am angry.

I'm only reserving my all to Yoongi and there is this guy who kissed me without my consent? That's not even romantic. It's rude! Very rude.

"Shin..."

I looked back. It was Chanyeol standing after me.

"Here, wipe your cheek," he told me and gave me his handkerchief.

"It was stolen by someone who doesn't deserve me."

He held my hand and together, we sat on the bleachers.

"Do you still remember that day when we first met each other in the park?"

"Classmates?" I asked.

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