Love's Last Game

Three

jisung's pov

[flashback to 2 years ago.]

(a/n: in case you're wondering, yes. this is still 10 years ago, but jisung's flashback was 2 years ago, so technically that makes it 12 years ago)

jisung
"babe, open the door! i got you flowers for our anniversary!

no response.

what happened to her? she usually answers the door.

luckily, she provided me a spare key. i quietly unlocked the door and hurried to her room.

jisung
"babe, here are the flowers i got y-"

standing in front of me was my girlfriend, jiwoo, kissing and touching a man all over. her hands were roaming all over his chest and hair. she's never done that do me before. not that we didn't want to, it's just that i wasn't ready. but here she was, half naked, with another man, touching each other in places they shouldn't be. i was still standing there like an idiot.

that's when i knew, she was cheating on me. i fell on both knees, still stuck in my own world. the flowers that were initially for her were sprawled all over the floor, some of them had already wilted.

jisung
"b-but jiwoo...w-why?"

i didn't know. i didn't care. i didn't want to know that she was cheating on me. i didn't know i had stuttered on my words. i was confused. what was wrong? i've given you everything, but you throw me away? i want to let go, but i can't. i've broken a piece of me, just to fix your broken parts. i've loved you like none other, but you've never loved me the same. the warm liquid trickled slowly down my red, hot cheeks as i softened my hushed cries of devastation. i felt pieces of me crumbling back down again. love. love is a big word. love is everything that makes you. it breaks you but it could even make you the happiest being alive. love is dangerous, i shouldn't love anymore, in order to fix myself. even the cheating couple in front of me stopped.

jiwoo
"jisung, i loved you. but-"

she did love me. that's all i needed to know, that she did.

jisung
"b-but?"

jiwoo
"you were boring.

you think it's my heart you're holding,
you still think you're all that i need.

but clearly, it didn't work out anymore.

jisung, if only you had taken the initiative, things wouldn't have turned out this way. whenever i wanted to kiss you, or do something more exciting, you'd always back away. you're scared aren't you? WHAT ARE YOU SCARED OF? ME?!"

i was frightened. i didn't want to think about it. i wasn't scared. i was afraid things like this would happen, and my first kiss would be gone like that. it was the right choice i didn't initiate anything with her yet.

jiwoo
"just- just go. please. GO AND NEVER COME BACK."

i picked myself up, piece by piece, and dragged my shattered whole home. i felt like the wall i've built so hard demolished again.

but, that's okay.

because,

i don't need your love.

and because of you, i've also learnt that there's only two feelings your heart can acknowledge,

love, hate, no in between.

dear jiwoo,
i don't want you back,
i don't need your love.
thank you for all these years.
it's time to say goodbye.

[back to 10 years ago in high school.]

y/n's pov

for a moment, i thought i saw jisung sulking. he looked sad. really, really sad. being the kind hearted me, and turning real soft, i approached him slowly.

because he was in such state, i was careful not to spit out senseless words.

y/n
"jisung. are you okay?"

he forced a smile. i can tell. he forced it.

jisung
"yeah, i'm seriously alright, jinjja!"

not wanting to ask further questions, i slowly led him to an isolated area.

y/n
"hey, get better okay? i hate seeing your defenceless state."

he nodded, still looking down.

y/n
"i'm sure you'll beat me in the next exam...or maybe not?"

he smiled. this time it wasn't fake, it was real. that's a relief...

i reached out for his hand and interwined our fingers, then gently squeezing his. i smiled. he smiled.

y/n
"if you're feeling down or whatsoever, rant to me, aights? i'll be there for you, you'll never walk alone."

with a sigh and a giggle from him, i can finally acknowledge that he'd cheered up a little bit, so i finally let go of his hand. that makes me feel delighted.

after that, with a wave of goodbye, i disappeared into darkness.

no just kidding i ran home to catch up with the latest episode of "Fruits Basket", ahh what a wonderful shoujo anime.

y/n
"mom! open the door, i'm home!"

"coming!" was heard from the other end of the house.

mom
"so. how were your grades?"

i shrugged.

y/n
"just the usual, i topped it. now, is there another surprise waiting for me?"

i smiled. my parents are the best. as long as i top the grade, it's freedom time for me. that's means, more anime, more netflix.

after taking off my shoes, i dashed up to my room and slammed the door shut. grabbing my laptop that was initially under my bed (which i don't remember how that was there), i dived into my bed filled with fluffy, soft pillows, sinking my body in deeper and deeper.

it's been a few hours since i continued watching anime, so it's no surprise it's already so late at night. picking up my phone right next to me, i received 5 missed calls from soowa and 5 unread texts from jeno.

jeno?

why would jeno text me so late at night?

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jeno
< y/n?
< hey it's jeno here!
< y/n are you free rn?
< i was wondering if you would like to have coffee with me? small talks? learn more about each other?
< please text me back asap! seeya ;)

sup jeno! sure, i would love to have>
coffee with you :)

<sweet! let's meet at the cafe next to jangsoo mall.

sure thing, see ya ;P >
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i'm kinda curious to be very honest. i mean..why would he wanna meet me suddenly?

a/n: i just found out deep backwards is peed 😊