(Y/n POV)
"Whats this?" My crush — Ten — said waving my confession note around. "A-a note." I mumbled.
"Dear Ten,
I have liked you since freshmen year. I dont know if you remember but i was the one who always left snacks on your desk and little post-it notes on them. I actually suck at writing so ill make this nice and quick. I like you... no i LOVE you. You probably get a bunch of these now. We all know you are a playboy and if someone confess to you, you will embarrass them but i dont care. Do all you want. Im still going to love you. We are seniors now, surprising that i still like you. ANYWAY i just want to say meet me at the restaurant at the front of the school on Saturday at 7 pm if you want to date.
Y/n~"
He read my note out loud. People laughing and pointing at me. My friend, Yeseul, tapped my shoulder and whispered "lets go." I ignored her and looked at Ten. "Take your stupid love note." He said pushing it on my chest. I held it softly and saw him chuckle. "Fuck off." He said and walked away. I furrowed my brows and looked at him walk away. "I wont stop! If i die, your gonna regret this!" I yelled angrily.
The rest of the week went by as usual. Me waking up early to make small cute snacks for Ten and writing small post its to give to him.
Its Saturday and i got dressed into a cute dress and did my hair and make up. I wore heels and looked at the time. I have ten minutes, i have to hurry. "Im leaving!" I yelled walking out my house with money and my phone.
I waited outside the restaurant for him.
I waited.
And waited.
"Im here." I heard a voice behind me say. I looked at him and he was wearing sweatpants and a oversized shirt. "You know this is suppose to be a date." I said pouting. "Yeah, but im not here for the date." He said putting something in between his lips. "Then for what?" I asked watching him turn on the lighter and putting the fire near his cigarette. "Im here to talk." He said blowing out the smoke. "About?" I asked. "This aint gonna work, babe. You know i dont go around datig people. Especially you small little innocent girls. Fuck even people who do like innocent girls wont date you. I want you to stop leaving post its and food on my desk. Its really annoying and i dont like it. Just stop liking me because im not gonna date you. At all." He said all at once — breaking my heart. I felt tears falling down my cheeks. He then chuckled and walked away.
He crossed the street and never looked back.
(Tens POV)
I heard a "Ten!" And a car honk at the same time. I look back and saw that he car had just ran over y/n. "Fuck." I mumbled. I dropped my cigarette and quickly called the ambulance.
"Y/n l/n guardian please come." I heard a nurse say. I walked over to her. She looked at me and then back at her notes. "F-follow me." She stuttered.
"There is bad news and good news." She started. "Whats the bad news?" I asked. "She is in a comatose." She said. My heart hurt hearing that — since it was my fault for her dumbass to follow me. "The good news?" I asked. "She didnt break much, just her leg. She seems to not lose her memory." She answered. "How long would she stay in a coma?" I asked her. "You really like this girl, huh?" She asked. "N-no." I stuttered. "Anyway, it usually lasts at least 5 weeks to a few years. Im not really sure, the longest has been almost 37 years. But im pretty sure she'll wake up in a few weeks since everything seems steady." She answered.
"If you know any of her family members please tell them to come and see her." She said before letting me in y/n room.
"Im sorry. It was my fault you are here. But also your dumbass shouldnt have followed me. I have to go to the main office on monday to contact your parents. And ill try telling your friends about what happen. I gotta get going. Bye." I mumbled.
