"I- I need to tell you something, Taehyung." I said while fidgeting my fingers. "What is it?" "I like you. Actually, no. I love you" I said looking up at him while blushing so hard. This is the first time I ever confessed to someone. And to my best friend. "O-of cause you do! We're best friends!" ~~~ A story where a girl stays herself and pretend everything is fine even after a lot of rejections from Taehyung. Is it possible for one person to stay strong even after a thousand stabs? Truly, love can both heal and hurt. ~~~ A/n: it's cliché, sorry.

❝i fucking hate you, jeon.❞ she hisses, slipping her shirt back on while fumbling around to find her shoes. he snorts. ❝really? that's not what you were saying last night.❞ y/n's hand flies back and then forward at full force, smacking him across his face before walking out without another word. they're enemies by day, but secret lovers by night college!au warning: contains explicit content