pretty | jung jaehyun

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jung jaehyun,

spring break is over. i saw you at school today. you were leaning against your locker and looking at your phone. your fingers were moving so fast. who were you texting to aggressively?
i was planning on giving you the homemade mochis i made this morning, just for you.
so i opened my bag, took out the bento but as soon as i looked up you weren't there anymore.
you disappeared.
i sighed and put them back in my bag, hoping i'd see you the next break.
i did.
but you were with her again. she had her fingers intertwined with yours and her head was resting on your warm chest.
i wonder how it feels like to touch your pretty hands... they must be so warm and soft.
i walked up to you two and i hesitantly
handed you the bento.
"i uh... made these for you."
you frowned a bit.
she looked so disgusted.
"but why?"
you asked me.
"well, i-"
i tried to answer.
but the girl next to you grabbed the bento and threw it to the ground.
the floor was now a mess, and so was i on the inside.
"who even are you and why are you always following my boyfriend around? what a weirdo."
she yelled at me.
she called me a weirdo.
she ruined the mochis i worked so hard on.
and the worst part of everything,
is that you just stood there, jaehyun.
you just stood there and watched her hurt me as if you couldn't care less.

do you really not care about me,
not even a single bit, jung jaehyun?