CHAPTER FIFTEEN

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Y/N needed more confirmation

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Y/N needed more confirmation. Successfully going through the whole day of school without being seen by Haechan or Jeno. Most of all she needed to tell Myunghee what happened. She just went off claiming she was with Myunghee and never told her exactly what happened. She felt like she owed her one. Y/N wouldn't enter Myunghee's house empty handed and of course she had to get her something to help her cold. Getting her some cough drops. And jasmine tea with honey to soothe her throat. Y/N entered her home greeting her mother with a hug rushing straight to Myunghee's room.

"Myunghee!" Y/N whispers entering the room finding her wide awake.

It was perfect timing because she had just woke up and taken her medicine. Myunghee smiled gracefully at y/n. Shocked to find her at her house with remedies. Y/N didn't care about her being sick, she was still going to hug her.

"Ah why did you go out and buy this! You probably wasted your allowance on me!" Myunghee grunted still talking the bag.

"It doesn't matter! I need your help Myunghee!" Y/N pleaded seeing the dramatic change in her face.

Myunghee either knew that she didn't something bad or it was her indecisive actions and she needed her to help her decide. Although she hated helping because of her stubbornness, she at least listened to the advice sometimes. Myunghee sat up from her bed, brushing her hair back neatly. Heaving an exhausted sigh and stretching her arms.

"What do you need help with this time?" Myunghee said preparing for the worst.

"So yesterday when I asked you to cover for me, I was out with Jeno hanging out. Had fun and all almost got killed but that doesn't matter. Jeno has walked me home and I had kissed him. Well I kissed him on the cheek and when I got in the house my phone just randomly went ballistic with notifications. Then that's when I read a text from Haechan. He said that he misses me. You know how much I've waited for him to even say anything. So hearing that really just made me life go upside down. It's like I probably like Jeno, but then again Haechan. He holds a piece of my heart still. I don't know what to do." Y/N explains her entire days worth of worries to Myunghee.

Myunghee has already knew the answer. And knowing what's best for her dearest friend. Myunghee despised Haechan as much as Mark did. She didn't like how he would treat her. While y/n thought they were in love it was only one sided. She warned y/n but she didn't listen to her advice. Myunghee pleaded that maybe this time around she'd actually take her advice seriously and maybe her life will turn out better.

"Y/N sweetie! Pumpkin pie! It's all just a distraction! You know where you belong. You know yourself that you been liking Jeno. Stop being hard on yourself and just let Haechan go. Jeno has much more to offer and from what I've seen, Jeno brings out that beautiful smile of yours more than anyone. You belong to Jeno y/n. And I know he wants you too." Myunghee caressed y/n's back.

With the information she's pulled from both a boys and a girls perspective she knew exactly who she need to be with. But first, y/n wouldn't just go out without a joke to tease Myunghee.

"You're right! I should go back to Haechan!" Y/N lied seeing Myunghee's face fall unamused.

"Not this again." Myunghee scoffed pushing her off the bed.

"I'm just joking! I just need to talk it out with him. Tell him that things are done and over with. He's had his chance so I'm moving on for the better. And I seen you and Renjun walking out of school together! You guys are really cute!" Y/N states.

Y/N didn't know how and where she should talk to Haechan but it had to be done. She couldn't just go around having the feelings for him which was a speck of dust lingering around. She had to drop him for good. She just really couldn't bring herself to actually facing him. So she decides to avoid him.

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