Gold

{22}

Jisoo's breath hitched in her throat as she gazed at the endless rows of rings in front of her. She couldn't decide, they were all too beautiful.

"You done?" Lisa's voice pierced from behind her, startling Jisoo. Jisoo sighed, shaking her head, "They're all too pretty. You choose for me."

Jisoo stepped aside and let Lisa take over, Lisa's eyes immediately landed on a ring with an infinity pendant. Her face lit up and she fished the promise ring.

Lisa thought about letting Jisoo buy herself a promise ring, to never stress over a guy anymore.

"Your vagina's too busy for dicks."

Were the exact words.

Jisoo softly smiled at Lisa, letting her know the ring was amazing. Jisoo could care less about what was going on with her life at the moment, all she cared about was someone not even wanting to be near her.

***
Jisoo's eyes narrowed at the calendar, her heart dropping. Realization dawned upon her.

It's been two months.

Two months of agony, anxiety, loneliness, torture and so much more she kept to herself.

Sighing, she stood up from her desk and grabbed a book from the shelf.

Books reminded her of him.

She smiled to herself, thinking about how many times she had to be his so called saviour. He's too naive.

Well, maybe not now.

She frowned, placing the book back to where it was. She could barely do anything without thinking of him.

His smile, his skin, his hair, his scent, his laugh, his voice, his eyes, his everything. She missed it all. Too much for her own good.

She stiffened a little as she heard the rain drops gliding against the glass of her window. She furrowed her eyebrows, as if she was thinking something.

Her mind lit up and she took hold of her leather jacket, her ripped jeans and a black shirt to go change into. She smiled to herself at how she turned out. Only thing missing was purple hair. She had dyed it black way back and wasn't planning on damaging it any further.

She had a defeated pout playing on her lips. Despite not having purple hair, she went out. Holding an umbrella in her hands, clutching it hard.

She went to the park where she first had her meeting with Taehyung. She anxiously looked around, hoping some miracle would happen. She wanted to see him, despite it being childish that he would be here.

She waited for fifteen minutes more. Not wanting to lose hope this early. If he thinks about her the way she thinks about him, he'll definitely come around.

"If he cared about you, why would he put you through all that depressing time?"

Jisoo turned her head to her right, there stood a male with damp hair, his umbrella in his hands now. Noticing the rain had stopped, she closed hers as well.

She quickly took in his features, he was indeed tall. His hair was black, covering his forehead due to the rain. His eyes had a mischievous glint dangling in his pupils. He was clad in a tweed suit, the material wrinkly from his knees. Jisoo didn't waste any more second and snapped at him, "Excuse me?"

The unknown male chuckled, "Facts hurt, don't they?"

Jisoo already felt like cutting his balls off and feeding them to a stray cat nearby. Instead, she scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"Who even are you?" She questioned.

"The guy you've been ignoring for too long now." He grinned.

Jisoo raised an eyebrow, "Again, excuse me?"

The guy scooted closer to her on the bench, Jisoo hurriedly stood up, she looked at him in disgust even if he didn't do anything yet.

Taehyung made all other guys look like crap to her.

He sighed, "Promposal."

Jisoo deadpanned, "What?"

"I'm the guy who asked you to prom a few days ago, wearing a mask, remember? You scared the shit out of me and ran away."

Jisoo's mouth formed a 'o' shape as she distinctly recalled that day. She cringed, looking back at it.

"You're..uh..."

"Jinyoung," he smiled.

"Right. Well, Jinyoung, my answer is still no. Sorry for humiliating you back then by rejecting you. I'm not really looking for anything at the moment. I don't even know if I'm gonna attend prom-"

He cut her off, "Whoa chill, I'm not asking you to go to prom with me again. All I want is a single dinner, I need to talk to you about something."

Jisoo was hesitant, "About what?" What could this stranger even want?

"Taehyung."

Jisoo narrowed her eyes, "What? Why? How do you even know him?"

He sighed, "You ask too many questions, and he's in my class. You know, after he changed his schedule to not be with you."

Ouch.

"Well?" He asked, wanting her to answer with a yes.

She gazed at him and sighed, "Guess one dinner won't hurt."