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" i'll take the red velvet cheesecake, please

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" i'll take the red velvet cheesecake, please." 


i took out my wallet, taking out all the money i had left to buy hwayoung unnie her favorite cake. i wanted to make it up to her, for all of the wrongs i did. 


night after night, i found that it got harder and harder for me to sleep or go about my day without getting eaten by my guilt. 


i knew teaming up with jaeeun was a bad idea, but i didn't know it would go that far. i didn't think she had a plan to kill her. i just thought she wanted revenge, like i did.


but after seeing hwayoung unnie go through all of that, i realized that she deserved none of it. i didn't know what came into my head the day i decided to befriend jaeeun. and i surely do regret it.


and here i was, trying to pick up the remaining dignity i had in myself, so i could restore hers.


i saw how the public bit at hwayoung unnie's back, and it made me sad knowing that they didn't know the full story. 


it was my fault, i should be the one getting the hate comments and the death threats, the one whose mentality was depleting. not her.


my steps were hasty, pushing the door of the cafe open with a box of cake in my hands.


i rode a taxi to go to the dorms since i didn't stay there last night. i slept at my mom's house and she was actually one of the reasons why i decided to get my act together and go apologize.


when i reached the front of our room, i took a few breaths before mustering up to knock a few times. 


i didn't hear any response, and so i went ahead and opened the door. my eyes scanned across the room, widening a bit as i realized all of her stuff was gone. 


something imploded inside of me, like a bubble bursting and sending panic all over my body. i ran to her bed, dropping the box of cake to the floor and hurriedly rummaged through the bare cabinets, hoping there was some sort of trace she left behind. 


my hands started to tremble without my control, as i was desperately trying to convince myself she didn't leave. but for what it seemed like there was no chance on finding anything, i looked to my bed, spotting a big pastel pink box neatly placed on top.

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