Yanna:
I spent the whole day strolling around the mall. I went shopping. I decided to settle down on a coffee shop inside the mall.
I ordered my favorite drink and peacefully sipped it while looking around the place. People laughing and busy chatting each other while trying to warm up their bodies with a cup of coffee could be seen. There were ones alone like me,there were even groups and couples.
When will I and Hoseok go on a date like this?Tch.He probably doesn't even feel the same.
I continued sipping my coffee until I heard the bell rang, signaling that someone entered the place. I looked at the door only to spot someone familiar enter.
It's Hoseok and she's with a girl?
3rd Person's POV:
You watched as Hoseok and the girl enter the shop. The girl was clinging to Hoseok's arm as if her life depended on it.
They made their way to a table where they settled down, laughing and talking with each other. You didn't even get a good view of the girl as your vision started to blur because of the tears that were threatening to fall from your eyes.
Your heart ached with the sight of Hoseok laughing with another girl.
You were the one making him smile like that. You were– someone else is doing it now.
You hurried to pick up your bags and left the shop, careful not to be noticed by Hoseok.
You tried your best to contain and hold the tears back, but you failed miserably. You continued to drive back to your apartment. You just want to bury yourself under your sheets and forget what happened.
Yanna:
I slumped on my bed and buried my self under my sheets crying my heart out. It's been hours and Tan soon came to me. His eyes show sympathy.
"If ever you know how much it hurts Tan. I'm so stupid to expect he feels the same way as I do."
I've been crying for hours but the pain doesn't even lessen a bit.
I know something that can help.
"Another glass please", I said as the bartender poured another glass of alcohol for me.
I chugged down the fluid, the bitter taste embracing my taste buds and making my body heat up.
Every shot I take, I feel the pain lessen and lessen until I feel nothing anymore. I feel numb.
I jolted up and almost fell down my seat when I heard my phone ring from the inside of my pocket. I looked at the caller ID. Great. He's calling.
Hoseok:
It's late and Yanna hasn't replied from any of my messages yet. I sent 10 messages already but she hasn't replied even on a single one. I'm starting to get worried. She never ignored my messages, except from the time I sent her a weird one.
I decided to call her. Luckily she picked up.
Yanna,why are you ignoring my messages again?
Oh, you sent one?
Not just one Miss.
She continued talking but I couldn't understand any because of the blasting music playing from the other line.
Wait, where are you?
You don't have to know.
Wait, you're drunk.
No not yet.
Why are you drinking Yanna?
You wouldn't want to—
She was cut off and I heard her phone drop.
Hello?
A man from the other side spoke.
Who are you?
I'm sorry sir but this lady here just passed out. Are you her friend?
Yes. I am. Where is she?
Here in ****** club.
Okay. Please look out for her for a while. I'm on my way.
Okay sir.
Thank you.
I ended the call and quickly drove to where Yanna is. I found her being held by a bartender.
"Thank you for looking out for her."
"It's part of my job sir."
He handed me Yanna's phone and I carried Yanna bridal style.
I walked out of the club with Yanna clinging onto me. She fluttered her eyes open.
"Hobi? Is that really you? Am I hallucinating?"
"Yes I am real Yanna. Why were you there?"
"You wouldn't want to know Hobi. You don't have to know."
She passed out again and I sat her down the shotgun seat. I decided to bring her to my condo so I can keep an eye on her.
I entered the passcode and laid her down on my couch. I sat beside her.
She woke up,again.
"Why are you here Hobi?"
"I'm here for you."
"Really? Just stay away. It hurts me more."
"What do you mean?"
She giggled. I smiled as I saw her smile. She looks beautiful even when she's drunk.
She poked my cheeks and my dimples.
"I've always wanted to do that", she said and giggled once more.
"I guess that the first and the last time I will do that. Someone else will do that for you."
"Huh?"
"I realized something again Hobi, but this realization hurts me and I hate it. I hate that I love you but you don't feel the same way", she said and closed her eyes, a single drop of tear falling down her cheek.
Wait, she loves me?
