CHAPTER 1

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3rd Person's POV

After the talk with Jeongyeon, she decided to shake off her thoughts. She played some music on her phone, and loosen up a bit. She began to dance infront of the mirror and lip-sync some lyrics. Little did she know, that Jeongyeon is peeking through her window. A smile crept on the latter's face, seeing her friend, acting cute. After that, she closed the curtains and went back to her bed.

"You're so cute Nayeon-ah. I wish that you're my girlfriend." Jeongyeon mumbles, before drifting off to sleep.

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(The next day)

Nayeon's POV

It was 6 in the morning, when my alarm rang. I turned it off, and streched my arms. I glanced at Jeongyeon's window, and saw her wide awake. I think that she felt my gaze, because she looked at me, and wave. I waved back, and smile at her. After that, I fix myself for school, and go downstairs to eat breakfast.

-timeskip-

"Nayeon-ah, be careful okay? Come home before supper." Mom said.
"I will mom!" I said and kiss her cheeks.
"Go now! Enjoy your day!" Dad said.
"I will!" I said, and leave the house, waving at them.

It was 6:30 am, and I am enjoying my peaceful walk. It is so beautiful to start your day, hearing the chirping birds, feeling the breeze and seeing the sun touching the sky. It is indeed peaceful, when suddenly someone tapped my shoulders. I turned my back to see Jeongyeon, panting and sweating.

"Yah! Are you deaf? I've been calling you for 15 times, and you didn't hear me." Jeongyeon exclaimed.
"Sorry about that. I'm just enjoying my walk." I said, and continue to walk, with Jeongyeon beside me. I reached for my handkerchief inside my pocket, and give it to Jeongyeon. She accepted it, and wiped her sweat.

The walk is so quiet, so I decided to talk.

"So, have you fix your relationship?" I ask her.
"Ahm.. Not yet." She replied plainly.
"Why? You should fix it." I said.
"Nah.. I don't want to. Besides she doesn't love me at all.." Jeongyeon answered sadly.

I am shocked at her reply. What does she mean??

We were few blocks left to the bus stop, when a black Lamborghini stop in front of us.

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