𝙗𝙪𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙙𝙮

pizza

pizza; noun
a dish of Italian origin, consisting of a flat round base of dough baked with a topping of tomatoes and cheese, typically with added meat, fish, or vegetables.

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"ah... it's good to be back in seoul..."

•••

i cried helplessly knowing i hurt daehwi. but what can i do? i can only ignore his existence and his words for me. i can only close an eye...

"jihyo ah, dinner's- yah! why are you crying?!" taehee looked shocked seeing me curling into a ball and sobbed.

"can i be alone for a sec? i'll be right down after this." i sobbed between the words before turning away again.

she heavily sighed, "alright... but don't cry too much."

i heard my door closing after her words. i wiped my tears, trying to be strong. i can't show my weak side to daehwi anymore. i don't want his sympathy, i don't want his love of pitiful thoughts for me.

i need to show him i don't need him. i need to pretend to be okay.

i need to be arrogant with him.

•••

[daehwi's point of view]

i've made her sad enough. i can't make her sad anymore.

daehwi, you got this. she said she loved you, so there might be a chance for you to win her back. be yourself, but better for her. if you don't this well, she will leave you with donghyun.

busy with my thoughts, i wandered my eyes all around the cafeteria to search for hers. my eyes stopped at slim and curvy figure holding a plate of pizza. and i immediately knew who it was.

i happily smiled. "yah, jihyo ah!" i exclaimed, earning everybody's attention in the cafeteria.

she took a glance at me, but then looked away, laughing at donghyun who joked. donghyun smirked, shooting his laser eyes towards me.

oh boy, this ain't gonna be easy.

•••

"daehwi?"

i stretched my eyes when i faced the voice's owner. "jihyo?"

she smiled an eye smile, her teeth glowing brightly. "yes. daehwi, i'm so sorry that i've been treating you bad... i didn't mean it..." after the last word rolled down her tongue, she shed a tear.

i wiped it gracefully, "i love you, you know that. i can't be mad at you forever, can i?" i flashed a weak smile.

she placed her hand on mine, shedding more tears.

"i love you too..."

"daehwi?"

an another voice called for me.

"daehwi !!"

the voice's owner slapped me. i winced in morning pain as i woke up...

a dream?!

"what in the actually fuckedy fucked world?!" i growled to life.

"yah!" woojin cupped my cheeks in his muscular arms. "taehee wants to talk to you! so you better dress up and meet her at the park in the neighbourhood." he glared at me before leaving me alone in my room.

i scratched my head, confused, "what the-"

"taehee?! ah! she could help me to win jihyo back!"

"just you wait, park jihyo. i will turn you into...

lee jihyo."