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His heart was beating wildly, his stomach threatening to recover any scraps of food.
He was panicking.
Cursing out to anything and anyone.
He did it, after all these years he finally did it.
It was so risky, he knew this. You may never find out, and he was okay with that.
What he wasn't okay with, was how predictable you were.
He paced back and forth in his bedroom, praying that you weren't up late. Praying that you would get over it. Praying that you would think you were overthinking it and shrug it off.
After a couple hours, he settled down lying on his bed.
But he couldn't stop thinking about how red you were, how flustered you were, how lost you seemed.
Dawn had shown through, he could hear his roommates slowly wake up. But he could only think of you, after ten years you had finally infiltrated his mind. After years of trying to get you out, he let you in. His only wish was you.
He sighed, putting his arm behind his soft tuft of brown hair.
He nibbled his lips as he anxiously looked at the single origami butterfly he prepared for you today. He finally got up and rushed to get ready and out the door. Not bothering to fix his hair or properly put on his coat. He was determined to make your heart flutter, even if it was just a few words that you would temporarily read.
Once the school grounds were in sight, he parked in the usual spot and ran through the front doors. The halls were empty, his footsteps the only sound that could be heard.
He stood in front of your locker, staring at the little doodles you'd mindlessly scribble along the door. He carefully spun the code, and nearly jumped at the soft click it made, signaling that it was open.
He looked at the butterfly in his hand, hoping you'd love it just as much as he loved you.
And let it rest on the top shelf before closing your locker gently. A smile rested on his face before walking away to the class you both shared. However, he didn't notice that someone had followed him until he heard the crash of a trash can nearby.
Startled, he turned back around, his heart racing and guilt flowing in his veins once he recognized the intruding witness.
"I tried, I really did." His voice cracking, eyes almost overflowing with tears. He only heard the boy's sigh and saw the sad gaze he had on him.
"I know.."
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Everlasting Love | Stray Kids
Romance"Don't you love me?" "You got the wrong guy, I'm sorry" ♦ Where you receive love letters from a member of Stray Kids, but you don't know from who until they stop coming.
