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miran looks at the air mattress beside her bed where jihoon and yoonbin are sleeping. jihoon is sprawled over and one of his legs is on yoonbin's. a quiet chuckle escapes her lips. if that was her, she would have pushed jihoon out of the bed. yoonbin must be used to it.

she gets out of her bed, making her way to her balcony. she slides the glass door close as quietly as she can, careful not to wake them. she sits down on the chair. she looks over at junkyu's balcony door. the curtains are closed. he's asleep. she remembers something and laughs bitterly, looking at the moon. she scoffs at the memory.

two years ago, looking at the same moon, she decided to act on her feelings like her friends encouraged her to. she didn't know where the sudden confidence came from (she still doesn't.) she ended up chickening out and she's thankful she did, but a part of her couldn't help but wonder how things would be now if she did. she wonders if junkyu still would have asked her for help with yeoreum. probably not, ha. what would have happened to her and junkyu? she believes a confession wouldn't be enough to drive them apart but it definitely would be awkward. for her, at least. junkyu would have forgotten about it after a while. she sighs and forces her thoughts to stop.

jihoon told her to be selfish sometimes. think of yourself for once, jihoon's voice rings in her head. she stares at junkyu's gray curtains.

why can't you want me the way i want you?

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