2:30 am

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i started to distance myself from youngjae. it's been a week since jackson came to speak with me. that day was also the last day that i saw youngjae. i sit in my house all day since it's spring break. youngjae keeps trying to get a hold of me, but i never answer him.

i heard my door bell and went to go answer my door, as expected, it was a soaking wet choi youngjae. this time, with no umbrella and no cake.

"why don't you ever answer me?"

"i don't know."

"don't lie to me about this, love. what's wrong?"

"everything youngjae."

"did he come back?"

"how'd you know?"

"him and i are friends, love."

"i didn't do what he said i did."

"i know, love."

"but you still believe him, huh?"

"i don't believe him, ly. i believe you."

"it's okay if you don't. i'll understand if you don't."

"you're acting like you did do it."

"don't laugh at me,youngjae. i'm serious when i say that i know you don't believe me!"

"why're you crying, ly?"

"i.. i don't know."

"is it because of me or him?"

"both of you."

"h.. how?"

"i think you should get going..."

"so this is how it's going to be?"

"..."

"fine, bye lyla."

"..b-bye my sunshine."

i'm sorry youngjae, i shouldn't be like this and yet i am. i'm sorry i hurt you, sunshine. it's for your own good.