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❝ if i was you, i would just love me. ❞
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jinyoung spun his pencil around his fingers, trying to look cool. unfortunately, his idea absolutely failed. the pencil landed onto the floor, well, it landed on habit's head and then landed on the floor.
jinyoung opened his mouth wide in surprise, but kept quiet. habit, a prodigious kid who was lifted up a few grades in elementary, held his forehead as he silently screamed.
while habit groaned in pain, jinyoung quickly ran over to the younger boy and patted his head before running back to his seat.
just as jinyoung sat down, yoonhui came in with a wide grin on her face. jinyoung didn't need to know why she was smiling like she did, and he didn't want to.
turning to her cousin, yoonhui patted his head and gave him a smile. habit smiled back, holding pain back. jinyoung looked bitterly at habit, he was jealous of how easy he could get close to yoonhui—even if they were cousins.
jinyoung looked down and back up when he saw a pair of two–inched heels step in front of his seat. his eyes hovering over the girl's face, he tilted his head.
❝ hey, chaera,❞ he casually greeted. chaera rolled her eyes.
❝ so,❞ she started, ❝ you're not going to say anything different about me?❞
❝ you look the same,❞ jinyoung looked at her arms, ❝ though, it seems like your uniform doesn't fit you anymore—did you gain weight?❞
widening her eyes, chaera bit her lip. ❝ no, you idiot, look at my body! it's hot now!❞ she screamed. everyone looked at her in disgust and in surprise. jinyoung looked even more confused than ever.
❝ i think your definition of hot is different than mine,❞ he cleared his throat and stood up to avoid chaera. he ran out the room, bumping into his teacher on the way out.
❝ what are you doing, woo jinyoung?❞ both his teacher and chaera asked. loud clicks of shouts could be heard behind jinyoung.
❝ okay,❞ jinyoung stopped, unfazed, while chaera bent down while gasping for air. ❝ what is it?❞
❝ why did you run?❞ she asked.
❝ i don't know, honestly,❞ he answered, ❝ i'm just.. confused, i guess.❞
❝ you're confused?! about what?❞ she bursted. distressed, she closed her hand into her palm so tightly, marks started to appear. ❝ i should be the confused one!❞
❝ why?❞ jinyoung stood there for a moment, staring at chaera.
❝ i changed my whole body to look like hers,❞ she shouted, ❝ just for you!❞
❝ what?❞ he asked in a more softer tone.
❝ now that i've changed, all of my friends only pity me,❞ she cried, ❝ "you keep trying for him," they'd say! "when will he even notice your existence?"❞
at a loss of words, jinyoung stared at the crying girl. he could see clearer; her body became more curved, her legs were thinner, and her face looked pale.
❝ i keep trying though,❞ she continued, ❝ now, even i feel pity for myself!❞
jinyoung was shocked, to say the least. he had realized his mistake, the one of him only thinking that girls like chaera didn't have feelings. the girls that act mean, who are the softest. stop putting up your facade, he wanted to shout that at her. not for being weak, but to become strong.
❝ if i was you,❞ she choked out, ❝ i would just love me.❞
