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"I can't believe you're leaving.." Andrea whimpered.
thankgod she finally said something. The silence was killing me.
"I know, I can't either." I responded.
I invited Andrea over to help me pack. It broke my heart to tell her I was leaving, she was my best friend. I wanted her to come with me, but I knew she wouldn't deep down. Mark and her were engaged and she has a good life here.
"I promise to come and visit you, okay?" I added as I finished packing the last box of my clothing.
"That goes without saying, Y/N.." she gave me a weak smile, I saw sadness in her eyes.
We finished packing my stuff, clothes, shoes, everything. Andrea and I sat at the edge of the empty bed in my room just thinking. Thinking about the fact that in 2 days.. I wouldn't be here.
"Listen," Andrea said, breaking the silence.
I looked up to her, my eyes watery and a lump in my throat.
"you are going to call me," she lectured. "you are going to call me and tell me everything if you meet a cute guy, if you need advice, if you-"
"Andre-" I began to cut her off.
"no," I saw the tears beginning to form in her eyes as she cut me off again.
I haven't seen her cry in ages.
"Just because you are going to be 3,000 miles away from me and in a whole different time zone doesn't mean we can't stay close." she continued.
"Of course we will, you dumbfuck." I said.
"Busan is 5 hours away, Y/N." She was full on crying right now.
I stood up and walked over to her. We hugged and cried in unison.
Its okay, everything is going to be okay.
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undercover | jungkook
Fanfiction"revenge is a bitch Jungkook, you shouldn't have gone undercover." 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 | 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐍
