Two suns revolve around the center stage but go towards different directions.
Jung Hoseok could clearly remember that girl who followed him around for many summers in their Jeju residence whenever he and his family spend their vacation in the isla...
I stood still, calculating the distance, mentally forming a strategy on how to outwit and escape from this angry fellah.
I just did What I had to do. Show his family that they're dealing with a tough cookie. But the point is...he didn't even introduce me as his girlfriend and even allowed me to be insulted in front of our friends.
"WHY did you make a scene at my father's party?..."
He's angry...really angry.
"I just enjoyed myself back there. Is that even a problem."
"YES. You did that to get back at me didn't you? Because Jinjiya was there and she was favored by our family. She is my sister's best friend. A person who basically grew up around us. What do you expect?! Let me tell you something. You think what you did back there was cool? You want me to be brutally honest with you? MY PARENTS WERE TOTALLY FURIOUS OF WHAT YOU DID. You openly embarassed my father and our family in front of the guests. WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GRACE EMSTRÖNG?? You and your jealousy won't take this stupid relationship anywhere! I'm done with you. I can tolerate you shaming me but NOT MY PARENTS. How dare you disrespect them in front of everyone."
What he told me felt like a thousand jabs on my face. I wasn't able to give him a good response. I felt my ears and face turned warm in fury...and my eyes leak in disappointment.
Who TF does he think he is?!
I didn't move when he harshly took my hand where I was wearing my bracelets and without hesitation, unfastened and tossed them on the carpeted floor. Like they never mattered at all...
"We're done Grace Emströng. I'm giving you your freedom."
He let go of my hand and stepped backwards.
I felt my throat tightened in pain and my lips tremble...
It hurt so bad... Now it's my turn.
As loud as I can, I repeated what her mom boldly said in my not so perfect hangeul. I tried my best to imitate the tone as well while my chin is quivering and my voice is fading.
"You better not date this girl. I don't like foreigners in this family. Their culture distorts our tradition. You better stick to the likes of Jinjiya...that haircolor is frowned upon. Blondes are known to be dumb."
Tears finally escaped my eyes. Which never openly happened before to any person. NOT EVEN MY PARENTS.
I saw how petrified he looked like when I repeated what his mother said at the party. Slowly the shock in his face turned into guilt.
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"Your mom openly embarassed me. You didn't even try to defend me except explain about my hair color. Also, you denied me. Not even giving emphasis on who the eff I am in your life. Well okay, I guess that part, I must understand...but why did you even invite me to the party? Because everyone's invited and Im not? You think I didn't understand Hangeul right? You thought I was literally a dumb blonde back there and you just shrugged it off. You think it felt great having to pretend it was okay while Jimin and rest completely absorbed what your mom told everyone about me? Not to brag but when you met my family...I did my best to make you feel comfortable didnt I? Did that even matter to you? I guess I'm such a numbskull to even force myself on you to begin with..."
I literally cried and broke down for a moment. I shook my head, downcast eyes, as he watched in silence...
God, I'm so in love with you and I'm so stupid...but I'm letting go...
I bit my lip so hard to suppress more tears to spill from my blury eyes.
Once composed, despite my tear streaked face, I looked up again and sneered.
"Sex was really good Jung Hoseok. I won't deny the fact that I'm glad you're my first. Thanks for the short-lived thrill."
In cool strides, I paced across the room...but before stepping out, I hand swept a row of the KAWS figurines placed on the long glass table and ley them crash on the floor.
"You did that. Blame's on you."
I uttered in my bratty tone and strutted out of the room. A dumb blonde's simple retaliation.
I left the dorm with a shattered heart and a jaded mind.
No more tears. I can't cry. Not yet.
It's over. I'm no longer Jung Hoseok's Summer girl.
I give up.
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Y/N POV
I entered Michiko's dorm silently. Everyone rose as they saw me and walked to my direction.
"G-Grace...are you okay?..."
Michiko asked. I smiled and nodded.
I refused to speak or tears might appear on my eyes again.
I knew they noted how swollen my they were, so nobody asked furtherly.
I went to my room's direction without any of them protesting. I slowly closed the door and from the moment I heard the lock's faint click, I began to sob in silence.
Never in my 19 years of life that I felt sorry for myself.
How stupid one can be when in love.
Such a sad story.
A stupid mind
A bruised heart.
It knocked me down, I fell apart.
I stared at the hand wherein two metals used to dangle.
Now Gone.
I sat on the bed and took my guitar... times like these only one thing can calm me.
