SEVENTEEN Imagine Stories

07: Can't Be Moved

We are like those fires that when touch, we will make big ones

We are like those thorns on a rose that when we're picked, we will cause sudden wounds

We are not really meant for each other

That's why I tend to loose things even being your lover.

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Woozi as
Himself

You as
[Your Name (Y/N)]

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It's your first day of school. You already expected that one of your classmates will be your ex-boyfriend. Its been a month since you broke up with him-45 days of moving on, and this day is your 46th. You also promised yourself that what ever he does, whenever you are there or not, you will never be affected on it.

"Hey, Y/N! How are you? You told me that you'll fetch me early. What happen?" Your bestfriend asked.

You just laughed on her. And then she glared at you.

"What's with your laugh? Hayss, Y/N. I know you. Dont be bother on him. Your first day will be a great day for you. I promise." She declared, fists on the air.

"As if I am thinking about him. Ha ha." You laugh sarcastically.

"Psh. As I told you. I know you." She said.

"Yeah yeah. We're already here. 100 steps for that." And the two of you laughed again.

But before you enter the gate, you saw him. You saw him looking at your way. Or you just assumed?

"I saw it." Your bestfriend whispered.

"Lets go to our class now, (Your Bestfriend's Name)."

As you promised, you won't be affected. But what just happen?

"Hey, are you there Y/N?" Your bestfriend asked.

"Ahh, I need to go to the library." You excused yourself.

You just saw him laughed with other girls. You just saw him clinging with someone, but a girl. You just saw him talk to someone, but a girl. And you know that you're affected.

You are about to exit the library but someone push you and corner you on the bookshelf. Inches apart.

"Did you saw how I changed because of you?" He asked.

You can't look at him straight in his eyes. You know that you've hurt him and caused a lot of pain on him. You know that you're too selfish to break up with him, thinking your own sake as an excuse to end you almost one year relationship.

"I hate the fact that I loved you. That I loved you back then. But now, I understand. I understand why you broke up with me. That you just wanted satisfaction for your curiousity about love. About how does it feel to be loved, how does it feel to hold hands, to be hugged by someone, to be given a special gift, to be kissed by someone. Are you happy now?"

The thing is, all of the memories you've been buried from the past, are now chasing you, causing you too much pain also.

"ANSWER ME, Y/N--"

"FINE! I'm happy. Very happy. Congratulations to you. You've been over on me. Is that what you wanted to hear? Huh?"

After you confessed, your tears bursted out. The pain that you are trying to forget is now sending you more pain, like a knife whose killing you a thousand times.

You also promised yourself that you will never ever cry about him. But because he's here, trying to get lose you in your own game, you bursted it out.

"I hate it when I know that I've caused you too much pain. I hate it when I know that you'll be hurt because of me. I hate it that you'll be sad and will be mad at me. And I hate it that you'll hate me more because of what I did."

He can't speak, after you said it all. He is just looking at you. Waiting for your another confession.

"Yes. I did it because I want too. I want to focus on my study now. I want to see clearly my dreams. I dont wanna hear other people talking about me. Yes, Woozi. Yes. I am a loser here. I wish that I never loved you. I wish that I never fallen for you. I wish that I never met you. But still, I'm thankful. I am thankful because you were the one who make me realize that I have my own talent. You make me believe that I can be tough on my own. That I can get out of that box on my own. You open that locked door for me, for me to open my mind what the real world is. I'm thankful for that. But, too much pain makes me weaker. I just realized that I'm not yet ready for entering a relationship. I need to finish first my study, reach my dreams and ambitions, help my family, and after that, my own happiness. Woozi, I just need your time. Your awareness. But what you did is, ignoring me. Making me think that you are bored talking to me. I know that, you dont wanted me to be your focus last summer. But, do you ever thought that time that I need you? I need your presence? Your sympathy? No!" You pushed him hard for you to take air. But it makes you more harder to breathe because of what you are feeling now.

"Can you really understand me? My feelings? My thoughts? No! 'Cause you think yourself only. You always think your own emotion. You are too selfish, Woozi." Then you walked out. More tears escape in your eyes.

"I'm breaking up with you."

He never talked. He never uttered any single word. So you faced the world alone now. You rowed the sea alone, while the boat is sinking. Thats what happen after you broke up with him. He tells more bad things about you. He told everyone how he hurt he was, how you caused pain in his life. Like how you knew him, he is a myterious one. A guy who will never ever talk. But can backstab you. And he's the person that you love. Still, you love.

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