Our Restart [KTH FF.]

CH. 8 special pt. 2

We confessed our feelings and we don't know how to start. I liked her because she was just like Jihun. For the past few days, we were so awkward towards each other. We tried to go on dates but it doesn't turn out what we expected. We tried... but for me... I think we aren't meant for each other. There was a time when I decided to talk to her about us. I told her that we won't work, and I felt like I'm using her to move on from Jihun... It didn't work as well. She wanted me to stay and be with me forever but I disagreed, I'll hurt her more like I did to Jihun.

Many weeks later, we didn't get to see each other nor contact with each other. It felt like we haven't met before in our lives.

I felt stupid for liking her just because she was like Jihun.

One day, a friend of mine said that there was a better apartment than what I am living right now, yes, I live in an apartment. It was cheaper and close to where I work at, so I decided to move away and live there until I went back here in Korea.

[END OF FLASHBACK]

"How did you find me, Haemin?" I asked.

"Mr. Jongin told me that you work here now. Kim Jongin is a friend of mine" she replied happily, her smile was wide and her teeth was shown. "Taehyung! Let's go to the carnival together!"

She was so happy that I don't know what do with her.

"S-sorry Haemin... I can't"

"Why not? It's gonna be fun! Carnival is the place were couples usually goes! Come---"

"Haemin. We aren't a couple anymore. I told you already, I can't be with you. We won't work out. So please... stop this"

She was quiet for a bit, I'm sure that she was hurt of my words, her eyes shown her disappointment but she still forced a smile "So we're really over huh? Well, ok then. I guess you're too busy too, maybe next time we'll hang out when we meet again. How stupid of me to expect that you missed me too" she giggled.

Her eyes were watery, she was holding back her tears from falling. How cruel of me. When will I ever forgive myself for everything...

"I'll just go then, Taehyung. It was nice in meeting you again, take care of yourself. Bye" she said and walked off leaving me guilty for what I did.

JIHUN's POV

"Oh, Kim Taehyung huh? Are you friends with him?" I asked.

She was hesitant to answer, maybe I made her uncomfortable for asking. Jihun why are you so stupid! but she spoke right after.

"Yep, I'm friends with him"

The elevator stopped at my floor, the door opened revealing Mr. Jongin's office "I'll go now. It was nice meeting you... uhh"

"Haemin"

"Right. So I'll go now. Bye" I waved at her before the door closed. "She was nice, also pretty. Wow, I'm gay for her"

"Gay for who?"

I quickly turned around to see my boss standing behind me, he's so sneaky sometimes which is weird and mysterious. I bowed and handed him the papers that I worked on, he gladly accepted it. "Thank you, Jihun. You're fast as a robot, you know that?"

"I don't know that but thank you, Mr. Jongin"

"So earlier, was that your boyfriend or something?" I choked on air when he asked that question.

"No no no no no. He's just a friend. A very close friend for now"

"Well that guy was too short for you"

It was silent and we both burst into laugh at his statement, Mr. Jongin is too honest in this world.

JIMIN's POV

I was at a cafe, drinking my favorite coffee in my favorite place, I love this. Suddenly my thoughts went to Jihun. She was a fun girl to hang out with and she was somewhat true to herself. She's also cute when she's mad, especially when she was angry and was talking to a random bush. Her smile was perfect and so as her eyes...

and why the heck am I thinking about this?

I shook my head to stop thinking about her, but it didn't work. Pictures of her are appearing in my mind, even my heart feels a little weird... it was beating faster than before, dude I just met her why would I like her now.

It maybe possible but it's weird.

I looked at my phone screen, my cheeks were red as a tomato and so as my ears. Customers where looking at me making me feel embarrassed, I can hear their giggles and whispers. I harshly put down my phone and leaned the back on my chair pouting.

Love is weird.