Chapter 41

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Doeun's POV

It was all because of a lie made by Chaeryoung.

I sniffled and I felt my pillow becoming wet from the tears. I needed some time away from Yeonjun...

I sighed and slowly fell asleep while sobbing silently.

| The next day|

I walked to school alone and I was surprised to see Yeonjun with TXT and smiling stiffly. I wanted to go up to him and hug him tightly and say that everything was okay.

But I didn't even have the guts to. I was too hurt by what he did to me, I couldn't let go. He hadn't even apologized yet.

"Hi guys," I smiled to TXT and Suzy glanced at Soobin and I saw Soobin nod.

"O-oh right. We have some early assignments to do so we'll be heading to class." Soobin stuttered and everyone suddenly agreed, except for me and Yeonjun.

"Bye! We'll be going now!" TXT all smiled and I glanced at Yeonjun who was looking at the ground. I tried to walk past him, but he grabbed my wrist pulling me harshly towards him.

"Doeun, can I talk to you please?"

I sighed, and refused to look at him.

"It's okay if you don't want to right now, I don't want to ruin your morning."

I bit my lips and swallowed the huge lump in my throat. I yanked his grip off and went to class,

Blinking back my tears.

The class went by interestingly, whenever the girls were cursing me out, Yeonjun finally fought back for me and stood up for my stance.

I should feel grateful, but I didn't. Not to mention the small talk that he tried to do, complimenting how I looked, how today's weather was great...

I found it funny how he was trying to at least be my friend which he already was, but I kept a poker face.

During lunch, I excitedly grabbed my tray and got food from the lunch line. When I made it to TXT's lunch table, they were all excitedly waiting for me.

"Doeun! Over here," Yeonjun gave me a warm smile and patted the seat next to him.

"Yeonjun you should ask Chaeryoung to sit there." I responded rolling my eyes. He laughed stiffly but still kept the smile.
It felt like a cold wind passed the table. You could cut the atmosphere with a machete.

"C'mon don't be like that~" Yeonjun finally said with a pouty face and shaking his shoulders.

His voice was deep and whiny but I found it cute...even if I was mad at him.

"Hey c'mon Doeun, sit next to him." Beomgyu played along and soon the rest of TXT was asking me to sit next to Yeonjun.

I rolled my eyes and plopped down next to him setting down my tray. I could see him glancing at me and when I looked at him, he just smiled.

"Why are you smiling so much," I muttered while eating.

"Because I'm looking at an angel."

Yeonjun...what the hell...

"Is that so," I responded sarcastically.

"Yep, I think I died. I have never seen something so beautiful and pure."

I glared at him, "Stop talking crap."

He gave a laugh nervously and glanced at me.

"What do you want," I asked unfazed, even if he did need something I wouldn't do or give it to him. I'm still mad >:(

"Ah..." Yeonjun rubbed the back of his neck. "아니...미안...흐흐..."

"Aish, Yeonjun-형 stop bothering her, She'll come around soon." Soobin said. And I shrugged.

"Maybe, Maybe not." I said, secretly smirking as he looked at me with sad eyes.

He needs to learn his lesson!

After school, I was on my way walking home until a tall man came out of nowhere and blocked my way. And then I realized the tall man was Yeonjun, speaking of the devil.

Whenever I would move a step, he would too, and whenever I would stop he would too. And the most annoying part of it was that he was looking at me straight in the eye while doing this.

I mean, I didn't mean that I didn't like his eyes, his eyes are actually very pretty, like slender mono lids but like two stars-

Where was I going with this? Whatever it didn't matter, but whenever he stared me down I would feel so nervous, so that's why I disliked it.

"Can you move?"

Yeonjun's smile faded, "I think I owe you an explanation and an apology."

I shrugged and tried to walk past him, but he suddenly,

Grabbed my legs and carried me bridal style.

I was glaring at him the entire time, and I was squirming under his touch. I could inhale his cologne, and I sighed.

Why does he smell so good...?

Whatever.

He brought me to a small café and sat me down.

Yeonjun went to go order something, and I sat down at the table trying to look as bored as possible.

Finally he came with a drink in his hand and asked me if I wanted anything. I declined the offer since I wasn't going to be here for long.

Yeonjun cleared his throat.

"I wanted to apologize..." He said quietly, avoiding eye contact. "I'm sorry for treating you the way I did. I'm sorry that I believed Chaeryoung instead of you...just everything..."

I felt my cheeks getting hot from anger by the name Chaeryoung. I didn't want to even hear it, and it made me even more angry because I knew she was still attending school.

I remained silent and waited for him to finish.

"I should've talked to you first about what she said...I should've asked you what happened..." I heard his voice trailed off,

I was silent.

"I'm really sorry Doeun, I've been a bad boyfriend."

I felt tears prickling my eyes as the memories of Chaeryoung and Yeonjun teaming up together to go against me.

"Well it doesn't matter anymore, does it?" I muttered staring at the table. He looked up to me but I didn't look back at him.

"What?"

I folded my arms, "We already broke up, you're not my boyfriend anymore. You're with Chaeryoung, right?"

Yeonjun shook his head, "I broke up with her as soon as I found out everything. I got her kicked out of school..."

I looked at him surprised. Kicked out? He did that for me?

I didn't say anything else. And I could see that he was uncomfortable, but it wasn't my fault. He was the one that caused the trouble.

"Are you okay? Did Hansung try anything else with you-

"He didn't try anything else," I mumbled a response, "Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be heading home now."

Yeonjun tried to stop me from leaving but I yanked off his grip.

"It's getting late." I lied, "I'm tired and I'm going to go home."

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