If you haven't read the first part to this well... do that. This won't make sense if you haven't.
Other than that, hope you enjoy this.
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I regret it all.
Every single choice I've made in the past couple of weeks, I regret now. From starting a romantic relationship to losing my status as a group member of Up10tion. I never went back to them, too ashamed of myself to even begin thinking about that, but I did tell my manager what had happened with Areum. They were upset but they didn't try to force me to come back to them, knowing that I wasn't about to change my mind. I already hurt my members, I can't erase that now.
I remember that day like it was yesterday, how heartbroken I felt and even how much I cried after she left. I didn't leave my apartment for days after, avoiding real life as much as I possibly could. I didn't even see when they made the announcement about me leaving the group. I was just too scared to see the reaction from the fans and the media, too scared to have the reality of the situation hit me. So I pretended that I didn't leave the group, that I was just on an indefinite hiatus. It was easier to cope with that than it was to deal with reality of what I chose.
I didn't leave the house until over a week had passed, my only reason being that I needed more food to survive. I threw on a clean t-shirt and black jeans, not bothering to wash my face as I didn't really care enough. I threw a mask over my face, both to cover my features for my safety and so no one had to look too much at my tired expression. I added a baseball cap to cover my dirty hair and out the door I went.
I kept my head low as I walked the street, making sure to avoid eye contact with strangers. There was a convenience store just down the street so I decided to go there. I noticed a small group of people gathering in the park and felt my heart pick up pace, anxiety finding its way into my chest. I kept my eyes down and quickly entered the store, hoping that those people weren't somehow connected to me. Just like how I had hoped that those two girls weren't connected to me. I groaned internally at this memory, wishing I could go back and change everything.
I went towards the simpler meal section, opting for a couple different types of ramen. I grabbed some small microwavable rice and kimchi, not wanting to buy too much in case I couldn't finish them before they went bad. My appetite was almost completely gone and I was only eating because I knew I had to.
Once I had what I thought would be enough for a day or two, I walked up to the cashier. They smiled gently at me and quickly scanned and bagged my items. I gave them cash and grabbed my bag, wanting to get home as fast as possible. The crowd was slowly growing in the park and it left a strange feeling in my chest but I ignored it. I couldn't stand the idea of someone recognizing me in this state so I couldn't go see why people were gathering there.
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The next week went the same. I would leave the house only for food, notice a crowd in the park, and then head home. The crowd didn't typically grow much bigger than maybe 10 people from what I had noticed. However, I noticed the same people every time I passed by them.
The cashier was always the same person, Y/n. They had informed me, after I noticed they were always here as the cashier, that this store was run by their family and so they had this for a job. I asked why they didn't hire another person so they could have a break but they just shrugged it off and I let it be.
It wasn't until almost two weeks had past when things started to change during our small interactions.
"Okay, listen. I get you're like sad and whatever but aren't you getting bored of eating the same things?" I looked up at them after I set down everything I wanted to purchase.
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FanficMostly fluff with some angst every now and then Mostly up10tion and day6 in the later parts Most of these are first posted on amino because... Idk they just are I hope to make your heart flutter when you read my writing Unless it's angst, that would...