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If I Need You I’ll See You In My Dreams. (FULL: so far) word count: 11k+

Angst, Fluff, “Coming of age” 

Very Easy Read. 

Seonghwa, Wooyoung, y/n imagine.

*AU where Wooyoung never followed Yeosang to KQ. That, however, does not mean they are any lesser friends with each other.*

To anyone who’s reading this, I just wanted to say that this is the first time I’m writing anything creative or anything at all so feel free to give any feedback/criticism. I would certainly appreciate it. Thank you~ so long peeps.

Song recommendation: End by Jeremy Zucker 

While reading i’d recommend listening to “Friend A” from Shgatsu Wa Kimi No Uso (Your Lie In April) maybe on a loop O_o

Pilot: Dreams

Seonghwa… You wanted to see him, one last time.

That day, you kissed your boyfriend Wooyoung goodbye at the airport and left him behind in Korea. He kissed you back.

He loved you, and you loved him. Wooyoung, he was the sweetest and the kindest person. He was your person.

He has work to worry about. You were going to miss him so much. Miss his bear hugs and all the other kinds, but you weren’t sad that he wasn’t coming. Only because you had your beloved friend Ji Yeon coming along. She had been with you through your middle school, high school and even ended up going to the same college. She was there for you through thick and thin. You and Ji Yeon were actually, best friends forever. The kind you read in stories and it astounded both of you.

It has been a week since you landed in Canada, there were things to see and to wonder about. You didn’t like to go to crowded places. You just wanted to enjoy the virtue of things that were unappreciated by the people. Go to places no one has ever been to.

That was something you both had in common.

It was Ji Yeon that “introduced” you to the group Ateez. She knew what it meant to you, but she was stubborn and did it anyway. Still, that was ages ago. College was taking over all your time and energy.

This was the break you needed.

You had long forgotten about them. You forgot about him.

...

“Can you believe this??” Ji Yeon Screamed while plopping down on the bed.

“this is the weirdest coincidence ever”

“We should go see it!!!!”

“The concert is in THREE days!!” 

All the suppressed memories rolling inside of your mind; all the while Ji Yeon’s voice turns in to mumbled white noises.

“let’s go then,”

you said, trying to sound as casual as possible.

As if you didn’t feel a thing.

Seonghwa… You wanted to see him... From afar. For the last time.

For the last time and never again.

Part 2: Wanna Go Back

“I said I’ll go,”

you said without a drop of emotion displaying on your face.  Unlike your heart and mind that was going bat-shit crazy right then.

“Awesome!! I just booked two tickets” Ji Yeon replied. Trying not to sound more suspicious than she already appears to be. You didn’t bother to question her intentions because that was simply none of your concerns at the moment.

Plus she would never do anything to hurt you. Ever.

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It has already been three days since Ji Yeon asked about the concert. You have been trying to contact Wooyoung. Even though, because of of the time difference and his work schedule, it never worked out. The calls were full of Hello’s and farewells. You missed him more than anything.

But now it was just another one of your ever-growing worries.

...

It’s today,

The thought of seeing his face in person never left your mind. It makes your heart feel some sort of way.

The way it feels to walk into a flaming pit of fire.

The way you feel at the drop of a roller coaster.

The way you feel when you see the person you once loved so dearly.

These thoughts made you feel guilty. It made you feel like a bad person.

“If Wooyoung knew what was going through my mind right now, what would he think of me?”

There was nothing you could do besides getting past those thoughts.

You felt all sorts of emotions as you walked into the concert hall.

“What are the chances that Ateez goes on tour here, at the same time we come to Canada??” Ji Yeon said.

“Ya… no shit”

Noticeably, you weren’t feeling it. you just wanted to get over it. You needed closure, and a part of you hated that feeling. Ji Yeon was no stranger to your mood swings. She caught on quite fast. Faster than you thought. Three days faster.

Somehow she knew what she was doing. Except, she didn’t know the whole story.

You walked through big brown doors into a seemingly small venue. You saw fan-girls falling into line behind the barricade like a bunch of tiny colonized ants. They bumped into your shoulder, passing you by as you walked among them, step by step. You looked around scanning the venue, while clinging to Ji Yeon.

“Maybe we should just go back,” you said with the least bit of persuasion.

“Are you kidding me? those tickets were NOT free” Ji Yeon said with a face that only you could decipher. 

You knew there was going back.

The venue became full, there was no chance for him to see your face. Even if he did, there was no way he would recognize you. It’s been too long since he last saw you.

Eventually and gradually, the stage became brighter as the audience became darker. This assured you, he wasn’t seeing you today.

Ateez members entered the stage one after another.

You saw his silhouette.

His tall figure that was impossible to forget. You saw his face, he looked different. Different from the face that was buried in your memories.

The music began to play and the performance started. The crowd went wild while you stared blindly onto the stage… standing still, wondering what you went there to do that day. You questioned your intentions in the midst of being unable to look away from his direction.

You eyes flickering at the thought of getting closure

“What closure?”

“How is this closure?”

You thought, staring at his face full of demeanor.

You felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. you took it out slowly looking down, though your eyes could not leave the stage. You wearily look at your phone.

“Wooyoung!!!”

Your face lit up, eyes shimmered. This was the first time you were able to reach him in three days. You unintentionally jumped up and down in excitement.

You forgot all your worries and unwanted feelings.

You signaled Ji Yeon and she was telling you to get out and take the call.

The song, Utopia, was coming to an end. The members stood on the stage when Jongho approached  them while singing the last verse. It was a beautiful piece of art deserving of endless admiration.

Fan chants were echoing throughout the entire room: “Kim Hongjoong! Park Seonghwa! Jeong Yunho! Kang Yeosang! Choi San! Song Mingi! Choi Jongho! Lee Junyeong!!!”

As you were moving across the crowd making your way out, you looked at the stage for the last time. There he was… looking like the same old person that you knew. Head tilted up and with his eyes closed. His black hair wet with sweat that dripped down his chin and onto his shirt.

Still, you hated him for what he did.

You have Wooyoung now.

He is waiting for you to answer. He is waiting for you. You looked away and pushed your way out through the crowd. Went out of the nearest door which led you outside. It was dark, the street lights flickered and they were stable at the same time.

Not one single soul to be seen.

The door closed behind you as you answered the phone in a haste. “Wooyoung I miss-”

“Let’s break up”

…

Frozen.

Unable to take another step.

How to react?

“Woo- Wooyoung?”

your voice, weak, surprised and baffled in disbelief.

You can still hear noises from the inside. muffled screaming of the fans.

The music has ended.

There was silence and everything else.

“How to turn back time?”

Where did it all go wrong?“

"Why?”

Part 3: Your Lie 

 "Wooyoung I miss-“

"Let’s break up”

…

Frozen.

People say your body freezes when you don’t know what to do.

“Should I fight this?” …

“Should I just run away?”

When he said those words… You just froze.

Unable to take another step

“How do I react?” You think.

Think, and there is nothing.

Your mind is empty, exhausted and deluded.

Legs giving out, your body crumbles onto the ground as you sit on the pavement of the building, your knees nearly touching your chest.

Your mind completely disregards the sound of the door behind, opening and closing.

You finally find the strength to say the words lingering at the tip of your tongue.

“What do you mean you want to break up?”

“Why?”

“Why now?”

“Just tell me what is going on, we can figure this out together.”

Silence… Stillness.

You can hear Wooyoung’s breath. You can hear his longing sighs. His voice stutterers to break this ominous silence.

 You could finally hear his voice loud and clear.

“I think you already know y/n.” His voice almost sounds drunk.

“There is nothing to figure out.” Has he been crying?

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” You respond.

“Wooyoung please…”

“Please… can you just wait until I reach Korea”

“I’m going to book the first flight tomorrow”

“Just hold on one more day”

“Please,” You sounded hopeless and desperate.

The silence of the surrounding creates goosebumps all over your exposed skin. The cold freezing winds making you sink into your own body. You are sniffing, your breath is shivering, and it is not because of the freezing winds. In the verge of tears, a lump in your throat. Your heart is beating so fast to the point you almost want to throw up at the thought of being without him.

You could hear footsteps behind you. You could see in the corner of your eyes, a tall shadow of a person. At this moment, you don’t care. Nothing matters as the only beautiful thing in your life slips away from your fingertips.

The tall figure gently walked to the side of you and stopped at the edge of the pavement. You didn’t look up at his face. You thought it was just a person coming out to get a breath of “fresh” air, a break from the chaos that is inside. Air that has now been polluted by the thoughts in your mind. He sat down beside you in a peaceful manner. Oddly enough, you weren’t scared of the stranger sitting beside you. All you could think about was Wooyoung.

Though it felt familiar.

You were now curious,  this stranger that carries a homely scent, an intimate familiarity. You lookup slowly… Upon his direction… All the while holding Wooyoung on the other side of the phone… You look.

He was looking at the distant empty roads across the parking lot. Your eyes grew wider.

It’s Seonghwa… Park Seonghwa!

At that instant, Wooyoung’s voice echoed through and out of the space enclosing you.

“Fine! I cheated on you!”

You heard Wooyoung’s reckless voice breaking the silence, as you stared into Seonghwa’s eyes.

You can’t believe your ears. Your heart is beating so fast. To the point, you almost want to throw up at the thought of him being with someone else. All the moments you both shared, gone in a fleeting minute. All the feelings of love and devotion suppressed deep inside your mind.

You can’t believe your eyes. The person that sits beside you at this moment. The person you missed for the longest time, and the person you hated the most. Now knows your most vulnerable secret.

You are looking at his face, but you’re not looking at him.  Your mind wanders to places no one wants to be in.

“I cheated on you. Is that what you want to hear?”

You are still looking up at Seonghwa’s direction. There is no doubt he can hear Wooyoung’s voice coming through the phone in this heart wrenching silence.

“This is it,” you thought. You were never gonna see Wooyoung again. He dares to break up with you over a phone call. End it all, after being together for two years.

Alone, you still loved him. All the feelings were suppressed. Yet they were still there.

All of this is happening so fucking fast. But, It felt like forever.

You still couldn’t say a word to Wooyoung.

Words are coming out of your mouth but your voice doesn’t make any sound. Your heart is shattered into dust. The street lights are flickering and glistering in your teary eyes.

Wooyoung continues, sounding spiteful than he’s ever been.

“Did you really think you were the only person I was with? Oh y/n you are too naive”

“This is not him,” You thought, while saying nothing and nothing at all. You continued to listen to him, step on what’s left of your heart.

“y/n, Did you honestly think I love-”

Seonghwa grasped the phone out of your hand and hung up. He latched on to the phone while keeping his head down.

Not once, ever since he sat down beside you, did he look at your face.

You looked at him. Then you gazed up into the distance.

There was silence yet again.

The deafening silence.

The silence that you loathed more than anything.

Part 4: The Story

“Wooyoung.”

Saying his name, just thinking about it, makes your heart, break into a million little pieces. You wanted to cry, cry your eyes out and throw up all the feelings that were bottled inside.

“y/n” Seonghwa muttered as he extended his arms to hold on while turning your way. To hold on to you… to comfort you.

“Don’t…”  you said. Keeping a straight face. While taking a deep breath, in an attempt to keep your composure. Because you can’t cry. Not in front of him. You don’t need his pity. And he doesn’t deserve to feel bad for you. It puzzled you, how difficult it was to not cry out loud. Scream at the top of your lungs. Yet he does not get to see you cry. After all, he left you. left you to wonder where he vanished to, without a word. Without even saying goodbye, he disappeared.

“Don’t touch me,” you said. Calm, but stern. You’re not a high schooler anymore. You’re not young anymore. You’re not his friend anymore.

Nothing less and nothing more.

You gaze up at the distance roads, turning your face away from Seonghwa’s direction. There is a horizon between the field across the road and the night sky full of stars. It’s a magical view for a night like this. A night that carries a sob story for people to read about.

You look at Seonghwa with eyes that hold a thousand, million words. His soft black hair is reflecting against the moonlight. It is blowing across his face as the wind sweeps the tension among you. The tension that holds a history belonging to you and only him. His hair… it had so much character. Once again, he looks like the person you know.

…

He had blonde hair when you first saw him on TV for the first time. It was peachy and unfamiliar. It carried a cold persona. You couldn’t recognize him at a glance. When you finally understood, you stared at his face for hours on end.

“So that’s where he ran off to…” you remember thinking. You remember going through a roller coaster of emotions all alone.

…

Flashbacks rushing back into your mind like an old movie reeling, roll after roll, scene after scene. Each moment you spend together; good, bad, exhilarating and frightening.

You were just friends, but more than that. You weren’t lovers but you loved each other. It was a beautiful time to be alive.

How hard it was for you; he may never know. But there was someone… not Ji Yeon, someone else. And that person was Wooyoung. He was there for you when you cried for so many nights and poured your heart out to him. You never thought of this moment, never thought how painful this moment would be. This moment he chooses to part ways.

“It’s happening all over again.” You said.

Thoughts, speculations, tearing through your mind, “There has to be something going on… he is not the type of person to do this.” All the while knowing that this, won’t change the fact that he broke up with you. He’s leaving you…

He left you.

It’s hard to face reality. Reality is sitting beside you. It is staring at you right in the face.

“It’s not fair,” you spoke under your breath.

You look up at the starry yet gloomy sky and blink the tears away.

“Why is everything going wrong today?” you wonder.

You squeeze your eyes shut tight to stop the tears. Still, they come creeping down your eyelids and stream along your glowing cheeks. One fell, two fell, tears came pouring out of your eyes. You put your guard down. No… your “guard,” was never there. It was denial, spite and history.

With both hands you cover your face and eyes to hide,. Your entire body trembles to the beat of your sobbing. You can feel the muscles in your face shaking. You can taste the salty tears as they fall onto your lips. You hear yourself silently screaming to release the pain you hold inside your throat. Your heart sinks deeper and deeper, each time you let out air. It wasn’t pretty, it wasn’t pleasant. You felt pathetic and miserable.

As the night gets darker and your sobs get louder, you feel the embrace of Seonghwa. You feel his touch for the first time in two years. It’s warm in this cold weather. It brings you comfort and relief. You continued to cry like a little child as he held on to you.

“I’m sorry,” He said.

Guilt, regret, pity, sorrow and all the feelings you can feel. These two words held so much meaning and you can hear every single one of them through his gentle voice.

…………

Seonghwa left, but he was always there. In the back of your mind. From the day he stepped in to that classroom. There was always comfort in his presence. Even the thought of him made you feel warm inside. There was never a guard between the two of you. The walls between you collapsed a long time ago and they were never going to come back up.

“Can I say the same for him?” You ask yourself. Whilst being wrapped up in his arms and feeling hollow inside.

He was your person before anyone else. 

Were you his?

Part 5: Friends

Park Seonghwa…He is with you, you feel his warmth, the feeling you craved at this moment. Your face is buried in his chest. Sobbing like a broken machine. A broken soul.

The history behind you two was always complicated, and it will always be, complicated.

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You were walking along the narrow sidewalk on the first day of high school. You stopped at an intersection, to wait for Ji Yeon. Waited and waited, you called her cell phone, and no one answered. You walked into the grocery store nearby to wait for her. You jump at everything so the ringing sound as you stepped into the store while opening the door startled you. It was a lovely day outside, but the sunlight was hot. You decided to get some ice cream for you and Ji Yeon. You were leaning, concentrated, picking her and your favourite ice creams. 

You heard the ringing once again and It scared the hell out of you. Your head shot up and turned towards the door with eyes wide. He stepped into the store while caressing his messy school boy hair.

There he was… Seonghwa.

That was the first time you saw him. He was wearing the same kind of uniform; you knew he went to your school. He looked… handsome. Not your stereotypical “idol” handsome.  Oh, the irony. It made your heart flutter, even though he looked like he could make you squirm with just a glance. His presence made you feel some kind of way. His aura was overwhelmingly attractive. You stared at him for a good minute until he noticed you. Which is when you were taken back to reality with a slap in the face. You looked away so quickly, you felt something snap in your neck. You were a deer in headlights. 

You picked up the first two ice creams that caught your hand and went up to the counter hoping to escape this humiliation. While you were waiting for the cashier to scan the items, you felt a strong presence behind you. It was him… standing tall, making you feel all kinds of intimidated. “how did he get there so fast??” you contemplate during this mental chaos.

You paid the cashier at lightning speed and ran towards the exit. You looked back just for the sake of it while opening the doors, only to see him staring at you. He smiled at you. It looked more like he laughed at you but “What do I know,” you thought while making a face that felt like a smile while walking out of the store. If only the muscles in your face moved properly, it wouldn’t have looked like you just ate the world’s most sour lemon.

You walked outside to see Ji Yeong standing at the intersections waiting to cross the street. You sneaked up on her placing both ice creams on her cheeks. Ji young turned around in a flash raising her hand to almost knock you out. “Oh it’s just you” “Why do you sound disappointed? Are you sad you couldn’t knock me out??” Mundane conversations never felt so good at that moment. The big sister you never had. No… The big sister you always had, watching over you. Making sure you always have your life together. And you were the same. Clumsy, but you tried. She was the more mature one.

“Why is your face so red?” Ji Yeong asked tilting her head. While grabbing the ice cream out of your hands. “O? Oh there was-” At that moment, Seonghwa walked out of the store. Ji Yeong’s attention immediately went to him, she looked at you and him again. “She’s too smart for her own good.” you think while looking at her face that is now grinning like a clown

“I- I think he goes to our school,” you said avoiding her eyes “Ohohoho, you think??” Ji Young said still smirking like a damn clown. She looked up at you with squinty eyes with an even wider grin. You knew she was about to do something you’re both going to regret.

Ji Yeon looked at Seonghwa who was walking towards the school. “HEY, YOU!!!” She screamed. Seonghwa looked back afraid for his life.

“HEYYY WHAT ARE YOU DOING???“ You said, silently screaming.

Ji Yeong ran towards him whilst dragging you with her.  

How she has the courage to do things like this, you never understood. But you were always grateful for that. But this time you weren't so sure, “Why in the world is she doing this??” you wonder all the while being dragged by the mighty hands of Ji Yeon. Seonghwa still standing, scared for his life by the sight of Ji Yeong running towards him amid pulling you like a suitcase. The way Ji Yeon suddenly stopped running and the moumentum she had built up made you crash onto Seonghwa.

“Sorry,” you said, frowning at Ji Yeon and blushing like no one’s business.

“You okay?” He asked with coughing out a laugh. You heard his voice for the first time. His voice matched so perfectly to his oh so handsome face. 

Leaves started falling slowly, winds brushed through the three of you standing on the sidewalk. Autumn has never looked so beautiful.

You remember walking to the school together, he parted ways to walk with his friends at the Entrance. His friends, you became close to them too.

You walked into the classroom that belonged to you for the year. Took a deep breath. ”everything will be fine,“ you more so wished.

Ji Yeon ended up in a different homeroom, unfortunately. Her outgoing self was fine. However, you were scared.

You chose your seat close to the window. A place that made the classroom feel much bigger. Looking outside somehow made you calm. And the sound of birds and wind crashing on the windows made you feel like you were outside.  

That’s when he entered the classroom. His eyes scanned the room and stopped at you. He slowly walked towards you.

“Is this seat taken?” He asked… with a smile? You don’t remember.

“No, you can sit here,” You said with a faint curious smile tracking his face as he sat down. There was that feeling again… But this time it was different. It felt normal, a beautiful, typical feeling… It was like he was always there in your comfort.  

You two were quiet for a long minute.

“I can’t believe we’re in the same homeroom,” He spoke with that gentle voice again.

This was the beginning of a questionable yet charming, melancholic, and longing friendship that lasted for years… It was normal, doesn’t any friendship start out like this?

But a part of you knew how special this was.

Today, you are holding him once again… after years, 

Crying because of another man.

Crying because of Wooyoung… His old friend… 

Your old friend.

You just want this never-ending night to be over.

You needed time, to stop crying… Time to think.

Part 6: Timing

You hated “Time”… 

Life happens… Time goes on without a care for your emotions, without a care for anyone’s feelings. 

Time, the passage that left you behind at the peak of your teenage years. 

It felt good at times but just some days, you could feel it. Feel the emptiness lingering at the back of your mind. 

But now, you needed time. More than anything, you needed time to think about what had just happened today. 

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The memories of the early teenage years reeled in your thoughts. All the while, your head was buried in his chest. 

He no longer belongs to you.  You… are not his anymore. 

You’re not anyone’s… anymore, and these thoughts frightened you. 

His embrace comforted you while you melted away at his warmth. It distracted you from breaking apart this endearing connection. 

As the night went by, you finally gathered the courage to pull away from him. 

You’re not crying anymore, although your face was now swollen, red and soaked with fallen tears. You notice that his shirt was drenched in your tears as you bring your arms up to dry your face. You glance at his face with an apologetic smile.

“Are you okay?” Seonghwa look at you, only to look away at the distant roads.

A bitter laugh escaped your mouth… “I’m not okay,”  You sighed. 

“My boyfriend… just broke up with me,” You say while staring into the night sky.

“I know. I…heard”, Seonghwa stutter.

“Your boyfriend sounds like a jerk”, He spoke again, knowing full well, that it was Wooyoung. His old friend.

Hearing him say that angered you. 

Wooyoung stuck by you during your worst times. He made you laugh with his whole being. He was there for you… He took care of you, and you did the same.

 "He was there for me", You think. The person who called you today wasn’t him. You were still in denial. After all the things that happened, you still couldn’t shake away the pieces of hearts you left with him. The feelings you left with him when you kissed him goodbye at the airport.

“It’s Wooyoung…don’t you remember? You were friends with him in high school" You say although you knew… that he knew.

"And you don’t know anything about him,” You said, irritated by his words.

He did… probably more than you ever knew about Wooyoung.

 Your thoughts yell at him… “HE was there for me when YOU weren’t!”

He doesn’t get to say those things when he was the one that left you. 

Maybe saying “sorry” doesn’t make it all okay. Maybe it didn’t matter to Seonghwa if he said goodbye that day or not. 

Maybe…he didn’t see you the same way, you saw at him.

All your pent up anger started pouring out of your body. But you were stern. 

You stood up… looking forward, steadily. Head held up high with all the force you could muster.

Is it time?

Is it time to finally confront him? 

there was that helpless silence again. 

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The concert ended a long time ago. The fans must have left the venue.

you looked at your phone to see a text from Ji Yeon.

“I’ll be waiting in the car if you need me" 

 You walked forward. Not having the guts to face him, you started to speak, facing your back at him…

Thinking that this, would be the last time.

The last time you will ever speak to him.

The last time he will ever hear your voice. 

"You know what? … You could have at least told me why"  

"Why you had to leave like that,” Your voice trembled at the thought of confrontation. 

“You could have at least-”

“I did…" 

 Seonghwa cut you off. 

You didn’t turn to look at him, but your face looks confused and baffled at his statement.

"My letter… I wrote you a letter” You could hear the disbelief in his voice as he recalls the day he left. 

“Seonghwa…What are you talking about?” You ask while your eyebrows narrow in doubt and shaking your head in denial.

“The letter… It was so sudden… they gave me such a short time to decide and leave the city… I didn’t even get much time to say goodbye to my friends… And you” He continued. 

“I didn’t want to text or call you and leave suddenly, so… I wrote you a letter" 

You could not believe what was coming out of his mouth. your mind was unstable at his excuses.

"He can’t possibly be serious right now…What letter?” you think as you hear Seonghwa’s muffled voice described what happened that day. 

You took a step forward and started to walk away. 

“I wrote it and gave it to Wooy-" 

 ...

You hear Seonghwa stop himself as the realization hits both of you. 

You were no longer walking away. 

You froze.

You could hear, the sound of wind brushing through the tree branches in this Midsummer night. 

 The whole world stopped and Time stood still. For the first time in your life, time was no longer passing you by. It stood still, and waited… for you to get on the passage that once left you behind. 

For the first time, a piece fell perfectly into your puzzling life. 

It fell into the perfect place while all the others blew in the wind…

Part 7: Let You Go (You & Wooyoung POV)

Maybe it was never meant to be…

“Maybe it’s time to let you go”

He thinks.

The day you left Korea he knew, you were going to slip away. He had friends that knew Seonghwa. He knew that it was only a matter of time. He knew that you were going to meet him there.

At the back of his mind, he also knew that you needed this.

He knew that maybe, it was time to let you go.

He loved you. 

He loves you. 

Still.

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On the first day of High School, he laid eyes on you for the first time, when he saw you walking with Seonghwa and Ji Yeon.

Seonghwa parted from you and Ji Yeon to walk with Wooyoung and his other friends. 

His bitter unrequited, one sided crush... began that day.

“Who is that?” he asked Seonghwa, unable to take his eyes away from you. 

You were radiating like a star in the daylight. 

It was magic to him. 

“Uhhh… she’s y/n, I just met her today. And that's her friend Ji Yeon” Seonghwa said. 

He saw your eyes sparkling at the sight of Seonghwa…

The day he saw you for the first time, he knew that you were never going to look at him the same way.

The way he looked at you.

The way you… looked at Seonghwa.

He became friends with Seonghwa’s friends, which meant that he became friends with you and Ji Yeon. 

Four Years of endearing friendships with you, Seonghwa, Wooyoung and Ji Yeon. The world belonged to the four of you. There were other people, coming in and out of your lives…

Yet the world revolved around the four of you when you were together. 

Each and every one of you would do anything, to get back those four years… 

To go back the time you were friends and nothing less or nothing more.

Everyone knew the relationship between you and Seonghwa was special. Everyone except you and Seonghwa. 

Wooyoung didn’t know about the things that happened between just the two of you, except, he would notice the subtle changes. He saw the walls between you and Seonghwa slowly fall apart. It didn’t matter how high or how strong they were, he noticed. Ji Yeon noticed. 

 He was never going to come between the two of you. 

The times Wooyoung spent with you, the four of you were always there. 

Amid everything, he found everything that you did so endearing, adorable and he respected you for who you are. He loved everything about you. He saw that you were clumsy, intelligent and wise. He saw your flaws and quirks and still loved you anyway. He would get butterflies in his stomach each time he saw you enter a room. He could feel his heart beating faster when you were sitting inches apart. 

 He also knew that he wasn’t the only one feeling this way.

The only difference was that you didn’t see him the way you saw Seonghwa. 

It was painful, to say the least.

But he saw how happy you were around Seonghwa. He wasn’t going to take that away from you.

Wooyoung being Seonghwa’s best friend, they only wanted the best for each other.

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The day before Seonghwa left.

It was past 10:00 pm 

Wooyoung got a phone call from Seonghwa that day.

“I need to tell you something”

“I need you to do this one last favor… for her" 

He said.

It was a strangely quiet night that day.

There was a park next to Wooyoung’s apartment. A place the four of you used to hang out at night time looking at stars. A place where you all made late-night conversations that dove deep into your souls. The place that triggered conversations leading to teardrops that reflected the moonlight. It was merely a playground but for you four, it was perhaps the symbol of your friendship. 

Wooyoung knew exactly where to go when Seonghwa called him to meet up. He saw Seonghwa’s back. His figure that was sitting on a bench crouched down. His demeanor had dark clouds forming at the top of his head.

At that moment he knew. 

Seonghwa always talked about leaving… to go follow his dreams. It meant leaving his friends and everyone he loved. Wooyoung never thought this day would come. Although he knew how much talent and potential Seonghwa had, he never through this day would come. He never thought that Seonghwa would actually leave all of you.

Wooyoung approached Seonghwa. 

He had an envelope in his hands. He was fiddling with it as if he didn’t know what to do with the envelope in his hand. It was as if he wanted to give it away as soon as he could.

"Hey”, Wooyoung said while making his way to Seonghwa.  

Seonghwa’s head turned towards Wooyoung in an instant. He stood up slwoly while looking at Wooyoung concerned. 

“Hey,” Seonghwa muttered. reluctant to let anything come out of his mouth.

“You said you wanted to tell me something?… Is everything all right?? Let’s just sit down first”

“No,” Seonghwa said… as if he was in a hurry to run away.

“Actually, I’m leaving…

Tomorrow”

Wooyoung let out a laugh “What are you talking about? Where are you going?" 

He laughed because of how ridiculous Seonghwa sounded when he said those words without any context.

He laughed… 

Because, at the back of his mind, he knew exactly what Seonghwa was talking about.  

Seonghwa knew that Wooyoung didn’t need an explanation.

After all, they were best friends. 

"I… I wanted to tell you at least.”

“I want to tell y/n too but right now, I don’t think I can look her in the face and say goodbye”

“Or even a phone call... she’d hate me”

“Just this once, can do me one last favor? Will you give this to her” Seonghwa asked Woooung. 

“Of course,” Wooyoung said without hesitation.

There were no other intentions. The letter was meant to be for you and it was going to end up in your hands. 

Seonghwa finally gave Wooyoung, the letter. The letter that holds a thousand words and feelings to be unraveled.

His hands… they felt heavy. 

It seemed like he was about to burst into tears. Looking down, trying to trap the tears from leaping out of his eyes. Wooyoung felt the same. He thought that he was about to lose his best friend. They both held in tears because it’s not like them to cry. 

It’s not like them to cry they thought, because they were who people thought they were. 

Because when they act differently, people judge.

Because people are who determines what kind of children they are. 

This was the mindset of these two teenagers. 

Teenagers soon to learn what life is. Learn to love themselves as they are. Teenagers who were to learn how to truly love others. Learn to not care about what the world thinks of them. They would soon learn that as long as they were good, honest people, that it’s okay to cry if they feel like it. Cry happy tears, sad ones and all the other kinds. 

But at that moment, they were just teenagers full of feelings and dreams.  

And those teenagers were willing to do anything… right or wrong, to fulfill those feelings and dreams.

They talked for hours after. The typical things best friends talk about. 

Both of them were known for their way with words. Perhaps the lack of it. But that night, they talked about the most mundane things for hours on end, while keeping a lump in their throats. 

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They said their goodbyes. 

Wooyoung watched Seonghwa walk away.

Nothing was going to break the friendship they had. 

Nothing except Time, Distance and somebody else.

━━━━━━༻❁༺━━━━━━

Mondays.

Everyone hates those right? 

Wooyoung biked to school that day. It was sunny and cold.

His mind was filled with a thousand, million thoughts as he swept through the cool winds.

An envelope tucked safely inside of his bag, he parked his bike and made his way into the classroom.

He stopped himself by the classroom doors, at the sight of you. 

You were sitting by the window as usual. Enjoying the warm sunlight hitting your face. Not aware of how heartbreakingly beautiful you looked. The small crack in the window blew wind across your face making you look even more breathtaking. 

“There it goes again,” He thought.

That feeling in his heart, every time he saw you. 

It always started in a blur…

Everything would go quiet and then, like a train getting faster and faster, his heart would start pounding like crazy. 

Ji Yeon came up behind him and put her hand around his shoulders. At that instant, he snapped back to reality. The classroom was full of noise once again and he began to notice the people around him. 

“What are you looking at?” Ji Yeon asked jokingly. 

“Hm?” He asked without making eye contact and pretending to be clueless.

Everyone knew about his feelings for you. Everyone but you and Seonghwa. 

“Nevermind, let’s sit down the class is about to start,” Ji Yeon said with a smirk on her face. 

He went to sit at the desk behind you, while Ji Yeon sat beside you.

You turned to Ji Yeon, “Do you know where Seonghwa is? I didn’t see him in the morning and he’s not picking up my calls.”

“Did you try texting him?” Ji Yeon asked.

“Ya, but he’s the type to rather call than text you know,” you talked with a concerning tone.

“Don’t worry, he’s probably just too lazy to drag his ass out of bed” Ji Yeon, being herself, tried to make you feel at ease. You let out a laugh only to bring yourself back to worrying.

Wooyoung saw that you were worried. He tapped you in the shoulder while calling your name. 

“Y/n…”

You looked behind at him with the same expression. “Hm? what is it?” “Do you know where Seonghwa is?”

Wooyoung didn’t know what to say. Nothing was coming out of his mouth. He managed to say just one thing.

“Can you meet me after school? There’s something I need to give you.”

You looked at his face in confusion and curiosity, only to agree to him. 

“Sure… of course,” You said while nodding. 

The teacher entered the classroom. You and Ji Yeon went about the day thinking that Seonghwa was just saying home for the day. You were planning to call him after school. Maybe drop by his house to see if he’s okay. Not in a million years, you would have thought that he left his friends. That he left you. 

The last bell rang. Students were rushing out of the school. 

Wooyoung was standing by the gate, waiting for you. 

He was holding the envelope in his hands. This time he looked at it carefully. It was white in color and had a pretty border around the corners. Your name was written on it with Seonghwa’s handwriting. 

He noticed you walking towards him. 

Thoughts began reeling in his mind, all the while he stared at you from a distance. 

“What did he wanna say to you?" 

"Why did he only tell me?" 

"Why am I the one delivering this to you?”

“It’s not fair,” He looked at the bright blue sky only to turn his head back your way.

 Those feelings came back. 

He was a teenager after all. A teenager that was willing to do anything for his feelings. 

 Wooyoung was a good student. A good person. 

But it only took a split second to ask those questions. 

“What if you never get it?" 

"What if you never find out?”

“Will things be different… between us?”

He thought, watching you getting closer and closer to him. 

When you approached him he was looking at you. Although it seemed as if he was staring into another world. 

“Earth to Wooyoung!!” You said while waving your hand in front of his face. 

He looked at you once again as if he looked at you for the first time ever. 

The envelope was no longer in his hands. 

It was yet again safely tucked away in his bag… never to end up in your hands. 

Or so he thought. 

“Oh hey," 

Wooyoung said under his breath. 

You held out your hand expecting something.

"You said you were gonna give me something”

“Huh?” he said as if he was caught off guard. 

He’s doing something he shouldn’t be doing. Yet he thought that this was his only chance to make anything happen between the two of you. 

“Oh…” he put her hand away gently. 

“I wanted to treat you today…” He said. 

“Treat me?" 

"Yeah… let’s go get some food. Do you want to call Ji Yeon too?" 

 He said, trying to sound less suspicious than he already does.

"No, she said she wanted to go home early today.”

“Something to do with her mom.”

He nodded, “Okay let’s go then”

“What do you wanna eat?” He asked looking straight ahead while walking out of the gates of your high school.

“Anything… as long as you’re buying,” You said, sounding like the happiest person on earth. 

It made him laugh. It made him happy, to see you happy. 

 But he knew that your happiness wasn’t going to last long. He knew that you were never going to see Seonghwa after that day. Never in a way that would able for you and Seonghwa to truly be together. He had to find a way to tell you all about it. Any other way that wouldn’t involve you seeing that letter.

The air was cool that day, but not cool enough to restrict him or you from buying ice cream. He knew you loved ice cream. No matter how cold it was out, you would never refuse to buy your favorite ice cream. Let along someone else buy it for you. 

You noticed the worry in Wooyoung’s face. He has been like this all day. He knew you were smart enough to figure out that something was wrong, but never acted upon it. Even while paying the cashier, he was thinking of the things he should tell you. 

You two were walking on the sidewalk, next to each other, when you suddenly jumped in front of him and said, 

“Jeong Wooyoung… is there something you want to tell me?" 

You weren’t expecting him to be serious about this but when you said those words, he stopped dead in his tracks. His head lowered and then he looked at you with his soft eyes like he was sorry. 

”But what for?“

You thought.

"There…” he pointed to a park that was nearby. 

“Let’s go over there and talk,” he said.

They walked over to the park. You kept looking at his face but he had his head steady and looking straight. 

A part of you knew that this was about Seonghwa. You had been worrying about him that whole day.

Still, you weren’t ready for what you were about to hear.

“We’re here now… just tell me.”

“You have to promise me that, you won’t freak out... o-or cry...”

“Okay sure, get on with it already”. 

“Seonghwa…”

You kept staring at him, as though you didn’t want him to speak anymore. 

“He left the city,”

Wooyoung said under his breath. He didn’t want you to feel this way. He thought you were about to break down in front of him. 

Instead, you showered him with questions that were pouring out of your mind.

“What do you mean?" 

"Where did he go?”

“Why?”

You didn’t move. you kept staring at him with teary eyes until you got the answers you wanted. 

Wooyoung kept quiet. He didn’t know what to say. He knew that you would find out soon enough. He knew that it was better to just tell you at that moment. But all that came out of his mouth was, 

“I’m sorry”

“What do you mean you’re sorry?”

“You’re supposed to know these things!!”

There was no one at the park. You could’ve screamed at the top of your lungs if you wanted to but you didn’t. No one would understand the frustration, the anger and the sadness you were feeling inside. Yet you kept yourself composed. 

“You’re his best friend… How could you not know?” You said finally.

Wooyoung tried to speak. 

“He didn’t-”

“I don’t wanna be here anymore," You cut him off.

You stood up. 

"Thank you… for the ice cream,” you spoke.

At that moment he knew that you weren’t angry at him. 

You were angry at Seonghwa for leaving. Perhaps leaving without a word. For disappearing into thin air like your friendship meant nothing.

You went home that day resenting everything about Seonghwa. You assumed that he didn’t want to be contacted by you or anyone he knew. 

So you didn’t. 

It was emptiness more so than anger or resentment. 

You felt betrayed and cheated… 

From the wrong person. but you didn’t know. 

Wooyoung watched you walk away that day. 

He felt ashamed and guilty but he didn’t want to lose you.

If he were to tell you what he had done then, he knew that it would be the end of it all. It was too late.

Although it wasn’t forever, he knew he had to live with it, until one day. 

What he didn’t know was that this would be the day when everything will be destroyed between everyone he loved.

 ...

Months went by before the time you learned about Seonghwa’s whereabouts. You were at home cleaning the living room and there was a music show playing on the TV.

That was the day you found out. 

Where he had been all this time. 

You saw him on TV for the first time… in months. 

At first, you couldn’t recognize him. 

 “How can a person change in such a short time,” you thought.

You thought while staring into the TV.

It read “ATEEZ” at the bottom of the screen. 

“What a weird name,” You thought.

“Was this his big secret?” You thought.

You thought and you though… 

You couldn’t stop thinking.

His hair was peachy blonde. It looked unfamiliar and yet, he looked like the same old Seonghwa, the longer you looked. His built was familiar and beautiful as always. 

He looked like he was having the time of his life. 

“He seems happy…” You thought.

The emptiness you felt for the longest started to fill with sadness. 

You felt your legs giving out and fell onto the ground. 

“Why is this affecting me so much?” You wonder. 

You felt emotions you’ve never felt before. 

You felt your heart getting tighter at every breath you took.

“He could have just said goodbye…" 

“ If you just said something to me…”

"We would have been fine…”

 You thought.

 ...

You were no longer the same person you were before. 

You went to Wooyoung and he was there for you. 

Everything you wanted… he had.

He was there to make you laugh when you were sad. 

He was there to take you to places when you needed it.

He was there to bury you in his arms when you felt like you were alone in this world. 

He was there when you were crying your heart out because of Seonghwa at that time. 

That was the reason for this endearing relationship.

The endearing relationship that was built on a lie. 

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Today,

Wooyoung sits on the empty beach at midnight. 

The place you two kissed for the first time. 

There is a bottle of alcohol by his side and a worn-out envelope in his hands. It didn’t look white anymore… and the corners looks folded and messy.

Yet it was unopened. 

Unopened and still waiting for lingering feelings to be freed into the world. 

The feelings waiting to be read to you.

Still waiting to land in your hands. 

He recalls the phone call he made to you as he gets sober into the night.

The moonlight reflects on the ocean. 

It looks beautiful and blue and yet his head is down. 

 ...

“Fine! I cheated on you!!” He remembers saying. 

Except he didn’t. 

“Maybe it would be easier for you to hate me if I said those words,” He thinks.

“You would have met him by now,” He thinks

“Maybe its time to tell the truth,” He thinks.

His phone starts vibrating on the ground. 

Making it sink more in to the sand with each vibration.

He finally looks at his phone. His eyes are red from crying.

He sees his phone lighting up with your name on it through the tiny sand rocks.

He tries to brush up his hair that sticks to his face.

Amid the sounds of waves crashing the sand, 

Despite the dark yet beautiful scenario he sits before, He only thinks of you.

He reaches for the phone.

As Wooyoung answers your call, and as he brings it onto his ear, he thinks…

“Maybe it’s time to let you go…" 

The beach was empty that night. 

Yet there was the sound of ocean waves rumbling onto the sand only to fade back away at his feet.

The beach was empty that night because people were too busy to admire the moon light reflecting on the calm waters on a Tuesday night.

The beach was empty that night and his remorse, shame and regret managed to fill the air around him. 

Making him lonelier than anyone could ever know.

Part 8: If I Leave Now… (back to “second person”)

If we only saw what we wanted to see…

What would we see?

If we only heard what we wanted to hear…

What would we hear?

“Right now all I see is the ground at my feet. I see the two years I spent with Wooyoung flashing before my eyes." 

"Right now… all I hear is the sound of the wind. My mind… is immersed in the sounds of laughter from those times I spent with him…" 

"Were they real to him?”

Your back faces Seonghwa. You were about to leave, thinking you said what needed to be said. 

…

“Wooyoung… I  gave it to him…”

“Did you ever get it?…” Seonghwa asks, not taking his eyes away from your sight. Expecting your answer to be “Yes” and nothing else. 

But his voice… You could hear the little trembles of insecurity and doubt.  

It’s been years since you hear Seonghwa’s voice. You can feel his gaze on you for the first time in forever.

You can’t stand to hear his shaky voice. 

You can’t bear to turn around to look at his face.

All you could think about is running away.

Runaway to find the answers. 

Runaway only to run back to the person you don’t want to see.

“I have to go…" 

"I have to talk to Wooyoung.”

You say.

You could only imagine what Seonghwa’s face looks like. Eyes wide and his soft hair brushing across his creased forehead. You knew Seonghwa enough to know that this isn’t what he wanted to hear at this moment. 

Would anyone?

You hear things you don’t want to hear.

The last thing you want to hear is that the mundane yet wondrous two years you spend with Wooyoung was a lie. 

Despite the severed feelings, you were willing to carry those memories with you because it made you happy in a puzzling way.

But now those memories, tainted with regret and bitterness. 

Just because at the start of it all, there was a lie. 

Countless thoughts go through your mind and you still can’t wrap your head around what happened today. 

Although you knew that closing your eyes, does not make this day any less real, that’s all you can bear to do. 

You close your eyes… 

You close your eyes and hope to wake up from this nightmare.

 …

“If I leave now…”

“If I leave now, when will I see you again…”

“If I leave now… will I find my way back to you.”

The wind sweeps past you as you take a deep breath. 

You open your eyes facing the sky full of stars before letting yourself do whatever your heart desired at the moment. 

You want to see his face before you leave. 

Your eyes wander at his direction and the body carried the rest. 

Your footsteps are reaching him as he stares at you hopelessly. 

…

There you are… standing in front of him. 

The familiarity lingers as you step closer to him. 

He has changed so much but in your eyes, the same old Seonghwa stands before you with his hair black as the midnight sky. Eyes shimmering with tears, so close to trailing down his cheeks. 

You can’t stand to look at his face.

“I didn’t need a letter…” You speak. 

“I didn’t need a letter to know what you felt about me." 

Your voice trembles as you speak.

Your hand finds its way to his face. Cupping his soft cheeks while your fingertips touch the ends of his hair.

your face tilts as his hand traces up yours overlapping yours. He held it tight as if he’s been waiting to hold your hand forever and as if he never wanted to let it go.

"I know…" 

"I wanted to say goodbye… I’m sorry.” Seonghwa spoke with his, oh so handsome voice. 

“His voice… It’s different now." You think.

Not a care for his apology because it’s not his fault. 

It was never his fault. 

"It’s not your fault,” you say. 

Your eyes shut tight as you feel tears creeping up.

…

You think…

“Till next time”

“I have to go”

“What am I supposed to say?”

“If I leave now… I want to kiss you goodbye”

You think and you think, all the while your eyes wander all over his face. 

You find yourself moving closer and closer to him as he holds your hand tight. 

A kiss on his temple… 

Unable to pull away, your face lies on his cheeks as you feel his eyes close tightly. You feel his teardrops falling on to your face and trace down your neck.

“Stay,” He says. 

A kiss on the cheek. Boundaries and unspoken feelings. 

A kiss on the cheek. It makes you want more.

As if you were saying that you will be back. As if you were saying that 

“If I leave now… we will see each other again.”

“I’ll be back… I promise.” You say.

He wraps his arms around you as you were about to pull away.

“If you leave now… I promise… I will find my way too you again.”

...

You think about the words he said as you look outside the car window. 

Ji Yeon is at the driver’s seat. Concerned as usual.

Refreshing air is coming in as you drive past countless fields on a lonely road. You immerse in the way you felt in his arms and his comforting words that gave you butterflies. 

“What are you gonna do about Wooyoung?” Ji Yeon asks breaking your thoughts while keeping her head on the road. 

You run your fingertips through your hair, taking a deep breath. 

“Hmm… I don’t know." 

"I have to call him.”

You say with no emotion. 

Ji Yeon didn’t say anything. Maybe she knew you wanted space. 

The whole drive back to the hotel was quiet. Except for the sounds of horns and the city noises once you entered the highway. 

One problem goes away while another creeps in. 

Love is blind they say...

Maybe in another universe, we could have been together…

Maybe in another universe, he never lied to me…

Maybe in another universe, the four of us could have still been friends…

But this is the real world and If I leave now… I will find my way back to the right person.

 Part 9: I’m Okay

Sitting on the passenger’s seat. You wait as you reach your hotel room, suffocating in this silence that somehow comforts you. The sky is as dark as ever, yet the stars shine through, making you hopeful despite everything that happened today.

Is it ignorant, to feel hopeful now?

Is it selfish to feel like my future is somehow going to be better from now on?

“Hmmm.”

A life without that person?

Ji Yeon is driving and you looking outside the cracked open windows. Looking at other passengers waiting to pass through traffic.

“They have no idea what happened today at the venue. They have their own lives to worry about.”

"Why do I even care about this?”

You look at Ji Yeon who is concentrating on the road.

“I’m not alone."  You think.

"Despite everything that happened today… despite everything that will happen when I finally call him, I will not be alone.”

It’s hard to look around only to realize that you’re alone. But you always had Ji Yeon. The friendship you two had was rather complicated but she was always there. Like she is now. Even though it may not seem like it.

“She has her own life… Just like those passengers waiting in traffic. Each with a story to tell on their own. Mundane, Adventurous, Tragic, Exhilarating, whichever it may be… at this moment, we’re all waiting for the traffic to pass us by.

I’m not alone… I have Ji Yeon, I have Seonghwa and the rest of the world.”

Just like those people, Ji Yeon has her own story and you were glad to be a part of it.

You let out a chuckle because of these ridiculous thoughts reeling in your mind when you should be thinking about that phone call.

“Is something on my face??”

Ji Yeon asks, not taking her eyes away from the road.

“…Oh? What do you mean?” You say whist being startled and snapping out of these absurd thoughts.

“Well for one, you’re looking at my face AND laughing- is something on my face- are you thinking about weird stuff again?” Ji Yeon says while finally looking at your direction with narrowed eyebrows, after stopping the slow-moving vehicle.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN WEIRD STUFF??” You ask as you look away, not being able to maintain eye contact.

“I don’t know… you think about one small thing and go off on meaningless ‘thought trains’ She tries to make air qutes with her hands while driving. 

“And then you space out and STARE at things LIKE MY FACEEEE jUST nOw and THEN you start smiling like some creepy- that’s weird honey-”

You can’t believe she just said that. That she called you out like that. In disbelief, you look at Ji Yeon with your mouth wide open.

Before you know it, you both start bursting out into laughter. It echoes throughout the car and out onto the highway.

“Thank you…

For being on my side.

For being in my life.”

“Like everything, this will fade away.

Just like the waves crashing onto the words scribbled on a lonely seashore… Reality awaits to crash and take away our laughter.

But I hope we can do it again.

Laugh like everything is just fine.

Laugh like our stars are aligned, exactly how we want them to be.”

……….

You two finally reach the Hotel room after what anyone would call a quiet car ride.

You threw your phone and purse onto the bed along with yourself.

Ji Yeon placed her stuff and the car key on top of the nightstand.

“I’m gonna hit the shower, those Atinys were so damn sweaty jumping around and screaming in my ear.”

Ji Yeon says waving her hand in the air while walking into the washroom.

You let out a laugh “yeah right… Like YOU didn’t jump around and scream in MY ear”

“What do you have for Yeosang anyway? Let me guess… He’s your bias?” You say while staring on to the ceiling of the hotel room.

“Whatever.” You hear Ji Yeon say along with the sound of the shower turning on.

You were exhausted and drained of energy but you managed to sit on the edge of the bed. Your phone lays on to your side and it lights up with notifications. Notifications from meaningless advertisements and people you’d consider acquaintances. It lights up again and again as if it is inviting you to do the very thing you’ve been wanting to do when you parted ways with Seonghwa.

You hear the sound of the shower running in the background as you pick up your phone. It feels heavy. Everything… feels heavy now. The most recent phone call was from Wooyoung.

You were tired to think anymore… To deliberate whether to call or not to call him.

You take a deep breath and without a second thought, you call him. You close your eyes and open your eyes and the phone rings with Wooyoung’s name lighting up the screen.

“Wooyoung… It’s me.” You speak.

Your heart drops as you hear him say your name.

Your heart drops as you hear the waves crashing and the sound of the wind through the phone.

You know exactly where he is.

“Are you sober now?” You ask, with the most impassive voice you could muster to mask.

“How did you know-” Wooyoung stops himself realizing that you knew him better than anyone.

“So you met him… Did he tell you about it?”

“Did you figure-”

“Wooyoung… 

When I hang up this phone, It’s over”

You can’t listen to his voice anymore. The voice that brought so much pain to you just a few hours ago… You want to say the things you want to say and hang up.

“I’M ending this. I’M breaking up with you… Not you…

I think I deserve at least that much.”

It’s quiet on the other side, yet you could almost hear his thoughts.

There’s no need to explain why. There is no need to explain what caused all of this. He should know that better than anyone else.

After a few seconds of silence, you hear him speak.

“I’m sorry.”

Sorry doesn’t cut it.

But we’re adults now. Shouldn’t we be more mature?

We make mistakes when we are young, and carry those mistakes into adulthood.

Some people forget.

Some people forgive.

Some people grow out of them.

Is it ignorant to forgive somebody?

To forgive somebody but never want to see their face again?

Is it the “mature” thing to do?

To be okay with something that cannot be fixed?

To let go and cut ties?

To know when somebody regrets the things they’ve done?

To know that living with such regret is punishment enough for them?

For him?

The friendship, the deep-rooted bond between the four of you went above and beyond lies and secrets.

That’s what made you say…

“It’s okay.”

It’s okay because now you know.

It’s okay because maybe, he is sorry.

Because now you can end it.

And move on.

For good.

“One last thing… When I get back, I’ll come to find you…”

“Not for you… but for that letter.”

“Goodbye, Wooyoung.”

…

“When I hang up this phone, It’s over”

Words you say lingers in your mind as you lie on your bed once again.

You hear Ji Yeon turning off the shower and come out of the washroom.

“That was an awfully long shower Ji Yeon,” You say with a tiresome voice.

Ji Yeon nervously laughs and says “yea… sorry were you waiting for a long time?”

“No.. You’re just on time”

You get up and make your way into the shower.

“Hey, are you okay?…” Ji Yein stops you and asks.

“Yeah… It’s been a long day... I’m just tired.”

… … …

“Yeah… I’m okay.

Maybe it’s time to start believing those words.”

 Chapter 10~

To be continued…?  :) 

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Part 9: I’m Okay

https://youtu.be/QKHXt0Whuhw

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Sitting on the passenger's seat. You wait as you reach your hotel room, suffocating in this silence that somehow comforts you. The sky is as dark as ever, yet the stars shine through, making you hopeful despite everything that happened today.

Is it ignorant, to feel hopeful now?

Is it selfish to feel like my future is somehow going to be better from now on?

"Hmmm."

A life without that person?

"Ji Yeon is driving and I'm looking outside the cracked open windows. Looking at other passengers waiting to pass through traffic.

They have no idea what happened today at the venue. They have their own lives to worry about.

"Why do I even care about this?"

You look at Ji Yeon who is concentrating on the road.

"I'm not alone."  You think.

"Despite everything that happened today... despite everything that will happen when I finally call him, I will not be alone."

It's hard to look around only to realize that you're alone. But you always had Ji Yeon. The friendship you two had was rather complicated but she was always there. Like she is now. Even though it may not seem like it.

"She has her own life... Just like those passengers waiting in traffic. Each with a story to tell on their own. Mundane, Adventurous, Tragic, Exhilarating, whichever it may be... at this moment, we're all waiting for the traffic to pass us by.

I'm not alone... I have Ji Yeon, I have Seonghwa and the rest of the world."

Just like those people, Ji Yeon has her own story and you were glad to be a part of it.

You let out a chuckle because of these ridiculous thoughts reeling in your mind when you should be thinking about that phone call.

"Is something on my face??"

Ji Yeon asks, not taking her eyes away from the road.

"...Oh? What do you mean?" You say whist being startled and snapping out of these absurd thoughts.

"Well for one, you're looking at my face AND laughing- is something on my face- are you thinking about weird stuff again?" Ji Yeon says while finally looking at your direction with narrowed eyebrows, after stopping the slow-moving vehicle.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WEIRD STUFF??" You ask as you look away, not being able to maintain eye contact.

"I don't know... you think about one small thing and go off on meaningless thought trains- and then you space out and STARE at things LIKE MY FACEEEE jUST nOw and THEN you start smiling like some creepy- that's weird honey-"

You can't believe she called you out like that. In disbelief, you look at Ji Yeon with your mouth wide open.

Before you know it, you both start bursting out into laughter. It echoes throughout the car and out onto the highway.

"Thank you...

For being on my side.

For being in my life."

"Like everything, this will fade away.

Just like the waves crashing onto the words scribbled on a lonely seashore... Reality awaits to crash and take away our laughter.

But I hope we can do it again.

Laugh like everything is just fine.

Laugh like our stars are aligned, exactly how we want them to be."

..........

You two finally reach the Hotel room after what anyone would call a quiet car ride.

You threw your phone and purse onto the bed along with yourself.

Ji Yeon placed her stuff and the car key on top of the nightstand.

"I'm gonna hit the shower, those Atinys* were so damn sweaty jumping around and screaming in my ear."

Ji Yeon says waving her hand in the air while walking into the washroom.

You let out a laugh "yeah right... Like YOU didn't jump around and scream in MY ear"

"What do you have for Yeosang anyway? Let me guess... He's your bias?" You say while staring on to the ceiling of the hotel room.

"Whatever." You hear Ji Yeon say along with the sound of the shower turning on.

You were exhausted and drained of energy but you managed to sit on the edge of the bed. Your phone lays on to your side and it lights up with notifications. Notifications from meaningless advertisements and people you'd consider acquaintances. It lights up again and again as if it is inviting you to do the very thing you've been wanting to do when you parted ways with Seonghwa.

You hear the sound of the shower running in the background as you pick up your phone. It feels heavy. Everything... feels heavy now. The most recent phone call was from Wooyoung.

You were tired to think anymore... To deliberate whether to call or not to call him.

You take a deep breath and without a second thought, you call him. Close your eyes and open your eyes and the phone rings with Wooyoung's name lighting up the screen.

"Wooyoung... It's me." You speak.

Your heart drops as you hear him say your name.

Your heart drops as you hear the waves crashing and the sound of the wind through the phone.

You know exactly where he is.

"Are you sober now?" You ask, with the most impassive voice you could muster to mask.

"How did you know-" Wooyoung stops himself realizing that you knew him better than anyone.

"So you met him... Did he tell you about it?"

"Did you figure-"

"Wooyoung... when I hang up this phone, It's over"

You can't listen to his voice anymore. Thie voice that brought so much pain to you just a few hours ago... You want to say the things you want to say and hang up.

"I'M ending this. I'M breaking up with you... Not you...

I think I deserve at least that much."

It's quiet on the other side, yet you could almost hear his thoughts.

There's no need to explain why. There is no need to explain what caused all of this. He should know this better than anyone else.

After a few seconds of silence, you hear him speak.

"I'm sorry."

Sorry doesn't cut it.

But we're adults now. Shouldn't we be more mature?

We make mistakes when we are young, and carry those mistakes into adulthood.

Some people forget.

Some people forgive.

Some people grow out of them.

Is it ignorant to forgive somebody?

To forgive somebody but never want to see their face again?

Is it the "mature" thing to do?

To be okay with something that cannot be fixed?

To let go and cut ties?

To know when somebody regrets the things they've done?

To know that living with such regret is punishment enough for them?

For him?

The friendship, the deep-rooted bond between the four of you went above and beyond lies and secrets.

That's what made you say...

"It's okay."

It's okay because now you know.

It's okay because maybe, he is sorry.

Because now you can end it.

And move on.

For good.

"One last thing... When I get back, I'll come to find you..."

"Not for you... but for that letter."

"Goodbye, Wooyoung."

...

"When I hang up this phone, It's over"

Words you say lingers in your mind as you lie on your bed once again.

You hear Ji Yeon turning off the shower and come out of the washroom.

"That was an awfully long shower Ji Yeon," You say with a tiresome voice.

Ji Yeon nervously laughs and says "yea... sorry were you waiting for a long time?"

"No.. You're just on time"

You get up and make your way into the shower.

"Hey, are you okay?..." Ji Yein stops you and asks.

"Yeah... It's been a long day, I'm just tired."

... ... ...

"Yeah... I'm okay.

Maybe it's time to start believing those words."

Chapter 10~

To be continued...?  :) 

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Part 8: If I Leave Now...

If You like here’s a background song to listen to... https://soundcloud.com/ckanade/a-your-lie-in-april-ost

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If we only saw what we wanted to see...

What would it be?

If we only heard what we wanted to hear...

What would it be?

"Right now all I see is the ground at my feet. I see the two years I spent with Wooyoung flashing before my eyes." 

"Right now... all I hear is the sound of the wind. My mind... is immersed in the sounds of laughter from those times I spent with him..." 

"Were they real to him?"

Your back faces Seonghwa. You were about to leave, thinking you said what needed to be said. 

...

"Wooyoung... I  gave it to him..."

"Did you ever get it?..." Seonghwa asks, not taking his eyes away from your sight. Expecting your answer to be "Yes" and nothing else. 

But his voice... You could hear the little trembles of insecurity and doubt.  

It's been years since you hear Seonghwa's voice. You can feel his gaze on you for the first time in forever.

You can't stand to hear his shaky voice. 

You can't bear to turn around to look at his face.

All you could think about is running away.

Runaway to find the answers. 

Runaway only to run back to the person you don't want to see.

"I have to go..." 

"I have to talk to Wooyoung."

You say.

You could only imagine what Seonghwa's face looks like. Eyes wide and his soft hair brushing across his creased forehead. You knew Seonghwa enough to know that this isn't what he wanted to hear at this moment. 

Would anyone?

You hear things you don't want to hear.

The last thing you want to hear is that the mundane yet wondrous two years you spend with Wooyoung was a lie. 

Despite the severed feelings, you were willing to carry those memories with you because it made you happy in a puzzling way.

But now those memories, tainted with regret and bitterness. 

Just because at the start of it all, there was a lie. 

Countless thoughts go through your mind and you still can't wrap your head around what happened today. 

Although you knew that closing your eyes, does not make this day any less real, that's all you can bear to do. 

You close your eyes... 

You close your eyes and hope to wake up from this nightmare.

 ...

"If I leave now..."

"If I leave now, when will I see you again..."

"If I leave now... will I find my way back to you."

The wind sweeps past you as you take a deep breath. 

You open your eyes facing the sky full of stars before letting yourself do whatever your heart desired at the moment. 

You want to see his face before you leave. 

Your eyes wander at his direction and the body carried the rest. 

Your footsteps are reaching him as he stares at you hopelessly. 

...

There you are... standing in front of him. 

The familiarity lingers as you step closer to him. 

He has changed so much but in your eyes, the same old Seonghwa stands before you with his hair black as the midnight sky. Eyes shimmering with tears, so close to trailing down his cheeks. 

You can't stand to look at his face.

"I didn't need a letter..." You speak. 

"I didn't need a letter to know what you felt about me." 

Your voice trembles as you speak.

Your hand finds its way to his face. Cupping his soft cheeks while your fingertips touch the ends of his hair.

your face tilts as his hand traces up yours overlapping yours. He held it tight as if he's been waiting to hold your hand forever and as if he never wanted to let it go.

"I know..." 

"I wanted to say goodbye... I'm sorry." Seonghwa spoke with his, oh so handsome voice. 

"His voice... It's different now." You think.

Not a care for his apology because it's not his fault. 

It was never his fault. 

"It's not your fault," you say. 

Your eyes shut tight as you feel tears creeping up.

...

You think...

"Till next time"

"I have to go"

"What am I supposed to say?"

"If I leave now... I want to kiss you goodbye"

You think and you think, all the while your eyes wander all over his face. 

You find yourself moving closer and closer to him as he holds your hand tight. 

A kiss on his temple... 

Unable to pull away, your face lies on his cheeks as you feel his eyes close tightly. You feel teardrops falling on to your face and trace down your neck. His teardrops.

"Stay," He says. 

A kiss on the cheek. Boundaries and unspoken feelings. 

A kiss on the cheek. It makes you want more.

As if you were saying that you will be back. As if you were saying that 

"If I leave now... we will see each other again."

"I'll be back... I promise." You say.

He wraps his arms around you as you were about to pull away and he says,

"If you leave now... I promise... I will find you again."

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You think about the words he said as you look outside the car window. 

Ji Yeon is at the driver's seat. Concerned as usual.

Refreshing air is coming in as you drive past countless fields on a lonely road. You immerse in the way you felt in his arms and his comforting words that gave you butterflies. 

"What are you gonna do about Wooyoung?" Ji Yeon asks breaking your thoughts while keeping her head on the road. 

You run your fingertips through your hair while taking a deep breath. 

"Hmm... I don't know." 

"I have to call him."

You say with no emotion. 

Ji Yeon didn't say anything. Maybe she knew you wanted space. 

The whole drive back to the hotel was quiet. Except for the sounds of horns and the city noises once you entered the highway. 

One problem goes away while another creeps in. 

Love is blind they say...

Maybe in another universe, we could have been together...

Maybe in another universe, he never lied to me...

Maybe in another universe, the four of us could have still been friends...

But this is the real world and If I leave now... I will find my way back to the right person.

To be continued?

Part 9

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Masterlist (Updated) - If I Need You, I’ll See You In My Dreams

Seonghwa, Wooyoung, y/n fan fiction. 

The need for closure, fueling your journey through the deserts of tethered feelings lingering through your mind and his

*AU where Wooyoung never followed Yeosang to KQ. That, however, does not mean they are any lesser friends with each other.*

- To anyone who's reading this, I just wanted to say that this is the first time I'm writing anything creative or anything at all so feel free to give any feedback/criticism. I would certainly appreciate it. Thank you~ so long peeps.

- All the Chapters are fairly short apart from the last one and it only has around 3.4k words... 

- I also love recommending songs in each chapter so i have left links to listen while reading if you’re in that sort of things. { ^ ~^} 

I hope you guys enjoy!!! I know i’m not the best writer so i’m open to any type of criticism and feel free to let me know how you feel about this whole series or ask any questions!!. 

Chapter 1 -  If I Need You, I’ll See You In My Dreams

Chapter 2 - Wanna Go Back

Chapter 3 - Your Lie

Chapter 4 - The Story

Chapter 5 - Friends (Past, The beginning) 

Chapter 6 - Timing

Chapter 7 - Let You Go (You & Him POV)

Chapter 8 - If I Leave Now... 

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Part 7: Let You Go (You & Him POV)

approximately, 3.4k words... Probably the longest chapter I’ve written, EVER 

https://soundcloud.com/sleepingatlast/already-gone

https://soundcloud.com/iamvyy6788/1-hour-ultimate-bts-piano-music-for-studying-and-sleeping

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Maybe it was never meant to be...

 "Maybe it's time to let you go"

He thinks.

 The day you left Korea he knew, you were going to slip away. He had friends that knew Seonghwa. He knew that it was only a matter of time. He knew that you were going to meet him there.

At the back of his mind, he also knew that you needed this.

He knew that maybe, it was time to let you go.

He loved you. 

He loves you. 

Still.

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On the first day of High School, he laid eyes on you for the first time, when he saw you walking with Seonghwa and Ji Yeon.

Seonghwa parted from you and Ji Yeon to walk with Wooyoung and his other friends. 

His bitter unrequited, onesided crush began that day.

"Who is that?" he asked Seonghwa, unable to take his eyes away from you. 

You were radiating like a star in the daylight. 

It was magic to him. 

"Uhhh... she's y/n, I just met her today. And that's her friend Ji Yeon" Seonghwa said. 

He saw your eyes sparkling at the sight of Seonghwa...

 The day he saw you for the first time, he knew that you were never going to look at him the same way.

 The way he looked at you.

The way you... looked at Seonghwa.

 He became friends with Seonghwa's friends, which means he became friends with you and Ji Yeon. 

Four Years of endearing friendships with you, Seonghwa, Wooyoung and Ji Yeon. The world belonged to the four of you. There were other people, coming in and out of your lives...

Yet the world revolved around the four of you when you were together. 

 Each and every one of you would do anything, to get back those four years... 

To go back the time you were friends and nothing less or nothing more.

 Everyone knew the relationship between you and Seonghwa was special. Everyone except you and Seonghwa. 

 Wooyoung didn't know about the things that happened between just the two of you, except he would notice the subtle changes. He saw the walls between you and Seonghwa slowly fall apart. It didn't matter how high or how strong they were, he noticed. Ji Yeon noticed. 

 He was never going to come between the two of you. 

The times Wooyoung spent with you, the four of you were always there. 

Amid everything, he found everything that you did so endearing, adorable and he respected you for who you are. He loved everything about you. He saw that you were clumsy, intelligent and wise. He saw your flaws and quirks and still loved you anyway. He would get butterflies in his stomach each time he saw you enter a room. He could feel his heart beating faster when you were sitting inches apart. 

 He also knew that he wasn't the only one feeling this way.

The only difference was that you didn't see him the way you saw Seonghwa. 

It was painful, to say the least.

Except he saw how happy you were around Seonghwa. He wasn't going to take that away from you.

Wooyoung being Seonghwa's best friend, they only wanted the best for each other.

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The day before Seonghwa left.

----

It was past 10:00 pm 

Wooyoung got a phone call from Seonghwa that day.

"I need to tell you something"

"I need you to do this one last favour... for her" 

He said.

 It was a strangely quiet night that day.

There was a park next to Wooyoung's apartment. A place the four of you used to hang out at night time looking at stars. A place where you all made late-night conversations that dove deep into your souls. The place that triggered conversations leading to teardrops that reflected the moonlight. It was merely a playground but for you four, it was perhaps the symbol of your friendship. 

Wooyoung knew exactly where to go when Seonghwa called him to meet up. He saw Seonghwa's back. His figure that was sitting on a bench crouched down. His demeanour had dark clouds forming at the top of his head.

At that moment he knew. 

Seonghwa always talked about leaving... to follow his dreams. It meant leaving his friends and everyone he loved. Wooyoung never thought this day would come. Although he knew how much talent and potential Seonghwa had, he never through this day would come. He never thought that Seonghwa would actually leave all of you.

Wooyoung approached Seonghwa. 

He had an envelope in his hands. He was fiddling with it as if he didn't know what to do with the envelope in his hand. It was as if he wanted to give it away as soon as he could.

"Hey", Wooyoung said while making his way to Seonghwa.  

Seonghwa's head turned towards Wooyoung in an instant while standing up. 

"Hey," Seonghwa muttered. reluctant to let anything come out of his mouth.

"You said you wanted to tell me something?... Is everything all right?? Let's just sit down first"

"No," Seonghwa said... as if he was in a hurry to run away.

"Actually, I'm leaving...

Tomorrow"

Wooyoung let out a laugh "What are you talking about? Where are you going?" 

He laughed because of how ridiculous Seonghwa sounded when he said those words without any context.

He laughed... 

Because, at the back of his mind, he knew exactly what Seonghwa was talking about.  

 Seonghwa knew that Wooyoung didn't need an explanation.

After all, they were best friends. 

 "I... I wanted to tell you at least."

"I want to tell y/n too but right now, I don't think I can look her in the face and say goodbye"

"Just this once, can do me one last favour? Will you give this to her" Seonghwa asked Woooung. 

"Of course," Wooyoung said without hesitation.

There were no other intentions. The letter was meant to be for you and it was going to end up in your hands. 

Seonghwa finally gives Wooyoung, the letter. The letter that holds a thousand words and feelings to be unravelled.

His hands... they felt heavy. 

 It seemed like he was about to burst into tears. Looking down, trying to trap the tears from leaping out of his eyes. Wooyoung felt the same. He thought that he was about to lose his best friend. They both held in tears because it's not like them to cry. 

 It's not like them to cry they thought, because they were whom people thought they were. 

Because when they act differently, people judge.

Because people are who determines what kind of children they are. 

This was the mindset of these two teenagers. 

Teenagers soon to learn what life is. Learn to love themselves as they are. Teenagers who were to learn how to truly love others. Learn to not care about what the world thinks of them. They would soon learn that as long as they were good, honest people, that it's okay to cry if they feel like it. Cry happy tears, sad ones and all the other kinds. 

But they were just teenagers full of feelings and dreams.  

And those teenagers were willing to do anything... right or wrong, to fulfill those feelings and dreams.

 They talked for hours after. The typical things best friends talk about. 

Both of them were known for their way with words. Perhaps the lack of it. But that night, they talked about the most mundane things for hours on end, keeping a lump in their throats. 

They said their goodbyes. 

Wooyoung watched Seonghwa walk away.

Nothing was going to break the friendship they had. 

Nothing except Time, Distance and somebody else.

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Mondays.

Everyone hates those right? 

Wooyoung biked to school that day. It was sunny and cold.

His mind was filled with a thousand, million thoughts as he swept through the cool winds.

An envelope tucked safely inside of his bag, he parked his bike and made his way into the classroom.

 He stopped himself by the classroom doors, at the sight of you. 

 You were sitting by the window as usual. Enjoying the warm sunlight hitting your face. Not aware of how heartbreakingly beautiful you looked. The small crack in the window blew wind across your face making you look even more breathtaking. 

 "There it goes again," He thought.

That feeling in his heart, every time he saw you. 

It always started in a blur...

Everything would go quiet and then, like a train getting faster and faster, his heart would start pounding like crazy. 

Ji Yeon came up behind him and put her hand around his shoulders. At that instant, he snapped back to reality. The classroom was full of noise once again and he began to notice the people around him. 

"What are you looking at?" Ji Yeon asked jokingly. 

"Hm?" He asked without making eye contact and pretending to be clueless.

 Everyone knew about his feelings for you. Everyone but you and Seonghwa. 

"Nevermind, let's sit down the class is about to start," Ji Yeon said with a smirk on her face. 

He went to sit at the desk behind you, while Ji Yeon sat beside you.

 You turned to Ji Yeon, "Do you know where Seonghwa is? I didn't see him in the morning and he's not picking up my calls."

"Did you try texting him?" Ji Yeon asked.

"Ya, but he's the type to rather call than text you know," you talked with a concerning tone.

"Don't worry, he's probably just too lazy to drag his ass out of bed" Ji Yeon, being herself, tried to make you feel at ease. You let out a laugh only to bring yourself back to worrying.

 Wooyoung saw that you were worried. He tapped you in the shoulder while calling your name. 

"Y/n..."

You looked behind at him with the same expression. "Hm? what is it?" "Do you know where Seonghwa is?"

Wooyoung didn't know what to say. Nothing was coming out of his mouth. He managed to say just one thing.

"Can you meet me after school? There's something I need to give you."

You looked at his face in confusion and curiosity, only to agree to him. 

"Sure... of course," You said while nodding. 

The teacher entered the classroom. You and Ji Yeon went about the day thinking that Seonghwa was just saying home for the day. You were planning to call him after school. Maybe drop by his house to see if he's okay. Not in a million years, you would have thought that he left his friends. That he left you. 

 The last bell rang. Students were rushing out of the school. 

Wooyoung was standing by the gate, waiting for you. 

He was holding the envelope in his hands. This time he looked at it carefully. It was white in colour and had a pretty border around the corners. Your name was written on it with Seonghwa's handwriting. 

He noticed you walking towards him. 

Thoughts began reeling in his mind, all the while he stared at you from a distance. 

"What did he wanna say to you?" 

"Why did he only tell me?" 

"Why am I the one delivering this to you?"

"It's not fair," He looked at the bright blue sky only to turn his head back your way.

Those feelings came back. 

He was a teenager after all. A teenager that was willing to do anything for his feelings. 

Wooyoung was a good student. A good person. 

But it only took a split second to ask those questions. 

"What if you never get it?" 

"What if you never find out?"

"Will things be different... between us?"

He thought, watching you getting closer and closer to him. 

When you approached him he was looking at you. Although it seemed as if he was staring into another world. 

"Earth to Wooyoung!!" You said while waving your hand in front of his face. 

He looked at you once again as if he looked at you for the first time ever. 

The envelope was no longer in his hands. 

It was yet again safely tucked away in his bag... never to end up in your hands. 

 Or so he thought. 

 "Oh hey," 

Wooyung said under his breath. 

You held out your hand expecting something.

"You said you were gonna give me something"

"Huh?" he said as if he was caught off guard. 

He's doing something he shouldn't be doing. Yet he thought that this was his only chance to make anything happen between the two of you. 

"Oh..." he put her hand away gently. 

"I wanted to treat you today..." He said. 

"Treat me?" 

"Ya... let's go get some food. Do you want to call Ji Yeon too?" 

 He said, trying to sound less suspicious than he already does.

"No, she said she wanted to go home early today."

"Something to do with her mom."

He nodded, "Okay let's go then"

"What do you wanna eat?" He asked looking straight ahead while walking out of the gates of your high school.

"Anything... as long as you're buying," You said, sounding like the happiest person on earth. 

It made him laugh. It made him happy, to see you happy. 

But he knew that your happiness wasn't going to last long. He knew that you were never going to see Seonghwa after that day. Never in a way that would able for you and Seonghwa to truly be together. He had to find a way to tell you all about it. Any other way that wouldn't involve you seeing that letter.

 The air was cool that day, but not cool enough to restrict him or you from buying ice cream. He knew you loved ice cream. No matter how cold it was out, you would never refuse to buy your favourite ice cream. Let along someone else buy it for you. 

You noticed the worry in Wooyoungs face. He has been like this all day. He knew you were smart enough to figure out that something was wrong, but never acted upon it. Even while paying the cashier, he was thinking of the things he should tell you. 

You two were walking on the sidewalk, next to each other, when you suddenly jumped in front of him and said, 

"Jeong Wooyoung... is there something you want to tell me?" 

You weren't expecting him to be serious about this but when you said those words, he stopped dead in his tracks. His head lowered and then he looked at you with his soft eyes like he was sorry. 

"But what for?"

You thought.

 "There..." he pointed to a park that was nearby. 

"Let's go over there and talk," he said.

They walked over to the park. You kept looking at his face but he had his head steady and looking straight. 

A part of you knew that this was about Seonghwa. You had been worrying about him that whole day.

Still, you weren't ready for what you were about to hear.

"We're here now... just tell me"

"You have to promise me that, you won't freak out"

"Okay sure, get on with it already". 

"Seonghwa..."

You kept staring at him, as though you didn't want him to speak anymore. 

 "He left the city,"

Wooyoung said under his breath. He didn't want you to feel this way. He thought you were about to break down in front of him. 

Instead, you showered him with questions that were pouring out of your mind.

"What do you mean?" 

"Where did he go?"

"Why?"

 You didn't move. you kept staring at him with teary eyes until you got the answers you wanted. 

Wooyuong kept quiet. He didn't know what to say. He knew that you would find out soon enough. The knew that it was better to just tell you at that moment. But all that came out of his mouth was, 

"I'm sorry"

"What do you mean you're sorry?"

"You're supposed to know these!!"

There was no one at the park. You could've screamed at the top of your lungs if you wanted to but you didn't. No one would understand the frustration, the anger and the sadness you were feeling at that time. Yet you kept yourself composed. 

"You're his best friend... How could you not know?" You said finally.

Wooyoung tried to speak. 

"He didn't-"

"I don't wanna be here anymore," 

You stood up. 

"Thank you... for the ice cream," you spoke.

At that moment he knew that you weren't angry at him. 

You were angry at Seonghwa for leaving. Perhaps leaving without a word. For disappearing into thin air like your friendship meant nothing.

You went home that day resenting everything about Seonghwa. You assumed that he didn't want to be contacted by you or anyone he knew. 

So you didn't. 

It was emptiness more so than anger or resentment. 

You felt betrayed and cheated... 

From the wrong person.

 Wooyoung watched you walk away that day. 

He felt ashamed and guilty but he didn't want to lose you.

If he were to tell you what he had done then, he knew that it would be the end of it all. It was too late.

Although it wasn't forever, he knew he had to live with it, until one day. 

What he didn't know was that this would be the day when everything will be destroyed between everyone he loved.

--- 

Months went by before the time you learned about Seonghwa's whereabouts. You were at home cleaning the living room and there was a music show playing on the TV.

That was the day you found out. 

Where he had been all this time. 

You saw him on TV for the first time... in months. 

At first, you couldn't recognize him. 

"How can a person change in such a short time," you thought.

You thought while staring into the TV.

It read "ATEEZ" at the bottom of the screen. 

"What a weird name," You thought.

"Was this his big secret?" You thought.

You thought and you though... 

You couldn't stop thinking.

His hair was peachy blonde. It looked unfamiliar and yet, he looked like the same old Seonghwa, the longer you looked. His built was familiar and beautiful as always. 

He looked like he was having the time of his life. 

"He seems happy..." You thought.

The emptiness you felt for the longest started to fill with sadness. 

You felt your legs giving out and fell onto the ground. 

"Why is this affecting me so much?" You wonder. 

You felt emotions you've never felt before. 

You felt your heart getting tighter at every breath you took.

"He could have just said goodbye..." 

“ If you just said something to me...”

"We would have been fine..."

You thought.

---

You were no longer the same person you were before. 

You went to Wooyoung and he was there for you. 

Everything you wanted... he had.

He was there to make you laugh when you were sad. 

He was there to take you to places when you needed it.

He was there to bury you in his arms when you felt like you were alone in this world. 

He was there when you were crying your heart out because of Seonghwa at that time. 

That was the reason for this endearing relationship.

The endearing relationship that was built on a lie. 

---

Today,

Wooyoung sits on the empty beach at midnight. 

The place you two kissed for the first time. 

There is a bottle of alcohol by his side and a worn-out envelope in his hands. It didn't look white anymore... and the corners looks folded and messy.

Yet it was unopened. 

Unopened and still waiting for lingering feelings to be freed into the world. 

The feelings waiting to be read to you.

Still waiting to land in your hands. 

He recalls the phone call he made to you as he gets sober into the night.

The moonlight reflects on the ocean. 

It looks beautiful and blue and yet his head is down. 

"Fine! I cheated on you!!" He remembers saying. 

Except he didn't. 

 "Maybe it would be easier for you to hate me if I said those words," He thinks.

"You would have met him by now," He thinks

"Maybe its time to tell the truth," He thinks.

 His phone starts vibrating on the ground. 

Making it sink more in to the sand by each vibration.

He sees his phone lighting up with your name on it through the tiny sand rocks.

He finally looks at his phone. His eyes are red from crying.

He tries to brush up his hair that sticks to his face.

Amid the sounds of waves crashing the sand, 

Despite the dark yet beautiful scenario he sits before, He only thinks of you.

He reaches for the phone.

As Wooyoung answers your call, and as he brings it onto his ear, he thinks...

"Maybe it's time to let you go..." 

The beach was empty that night. 

Yet there was the sound of ocean waves rumbling onto the sand only to fade back away at his feet.

The beach was empty that night because people were busy to admire the moon light reflecting on the calm waters on a Tuesday night.

The beach was empty that night and his remorse, shame and regret managed to fill the air around him. 

Making him more lonely than anyone could ever know.

Part 8~

To be continued~

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Crying just a little bit

Can you do a Seonghwa imagine if him and s/o watching an infant together? xo

[7:00PM]

A giggle passed your lips as you watched Seonghwa sitting in the living room and trying to feed your 5 year old niece some vegetables for dinner, but to no avail. She swatted the fork with broccoli onto the floor, earning a gasp from Seonghwa, whose attention immediately turned to you.

“You saw that, right?” He asked before turning to pick up the utensil and set it off to the side, away from the toddler.

“Yeah,” You laughed as you watched from the kitchen island.

“Sweetie why won’t you eat your vegetables?” Seonghwa gently asked the girl, trying to persuade her into trying the green foods.

“They don’t taste good,” She frowned, crossing her arms in the process, “I want ice cream,” 

“But if you don’t eat your vegetables you won’t grow up and be healthy,” The boy cooed, “And if you’re not healthy, you won’t be happy,”

“Auntie never eats vegetables but she says she’s always happy,” You raised a brow at your niece’s statement, before glancing at Seonghwa who gave you a blank stare.

“Why is auntie ____ always happy?” Seonghwa shook his head before turning to your niece again and giving her a warm smile.

“She says it’s because of you and because you take good care of her. So that means I don’t have to eat vegetables. If you take care of her you can take care of me too right?” Your niece asked him with a hopeful smile, and all Seonghwa could do was smile back at her.

You on the other hand, froze up as a blush crept onto your cheeks.

“You know what? One day without vegetables wouldn’t hurt,” A laugh left Seonghwa’s lips and he moved to pick up your niece in his arms, earning a fit of giggles from the small girl. “Why don’t we go get some ice cream?” 

You watched as he carried her into the kitchen, stopping briefly as he was about to pass you.

“Hey,” He whispered quietly before leaning forward and pressing a kiss to your head, “You make me happy too,” 

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Part 6: Timing

You hated "Time"... 

Life happens... Time goes on without a care for your emotions, without a care for anyone's feelings. 

Time, the passage that left you behind at the peak of your teenage years. 

It felt good at times but just somedays, you could feel it. Feel the emptiness lingering at the back of your mind. 

But now, you needed time. More than anything, you needed time to think about what had just happened today. 

___________________

The memories of the early teenage years reeled in your thoughts. All the while, your head was buried in his chest. 

He no longer belongs to you.  You... are not his anymore. 

You're not anyone's... anymore, and these thoughts frightened you. 

His embrace comforted you while you melted away at his warmth. It distracted you from breaking apart this endearing connection. 

As the night went by, you finally gathered the courage to pull away from him. 

You're not crying anymore, although your face was now swollen, red and soaked with fallen tears. You noticed his soaked shirt as you bring your arms up to dry your face. You glanced at his face with an apologetic smile.

"Are you okay?" Seonghwa glanced at you, only to look away at the distant roads.

A bitter laugh escaped your mouth... "I'm not okay,"  You sighed. 

"My boyfriend... just broke up with me," You say while staring into the night sky.

"I know. I...heard", Seonghwa stuttered.

"Your boyfriend sounds like a jerk", He spoke again, knowing full well, that it was Wooyoung. His old friend.

Hearing him say that angered you. 

Wooyoung stuck by you during your worst times. He made you laugh with his whole being. He was there for you... He took care of you, and you did the same.

 "He was there for me", You think. The person who called you today wasn't him. You were still in denial. After all the things that happened, you still couldn't shake away the pieces of hearts you left with him. The feelings you left with him when you kissed him goodbye at the airport.

"It's Wooyoung...don't you remember? You were friends with him in high school" 

Although you knew... that he knew.

"And you don't know anything about him," You said, irritated by his words.

He did... probably more than you ever knew about Wooyoung.

 Your thoughts yell at him... "HE was there for me when YOU weren't!"

He doesn't get to say those things when he was the one that left you. 

Maybe saying "sorry" doesn't make it all okay. Maybe it didn't matter to Seonghwa if he said goodbye that day or not. 

Maybe...he didn't see you the same way, you looked at him.

All your pent up anger started pouring out of your body. But you were stern. 

You stood up... looking forward, steadily. Head held up high with all the force you could muster.

Is it time?

Is it time to finally confront him? 

there was that helpless silence again. 

______________

The concert ended a long time ago. The fans must have left the venue.

you looked at your phone to see a text from Ji Yeon.

"I'll be waiting in the car if you need me" 

You walked forward. Not having the guts to face him, you started to speak, facing your back at him...

Thinking that this, would be the last time.

The last time you will ever speak to him.

The last time he will ever hear your voice. 

"You know what? ... You could have at least told me why"  

"Why you had to leave like that," Your voice trembled at the thought of confrontation. 

"You could have at least-"

"I did..." 

Seonghwa cut you off. 

You didn't turn to look at him, but your face, confused and baffled at his statement.

"My letter... I wrote you a letter" You could hear the disbelief in his voice as he recalls the day he left. 

"Seonghwa...What are you talking about?" You ask while your eyebrows narrow in doubt.

"The letter... It was so sudden... they gave me such a short time to decide and leave the city... I didn't even get much time to say goodbye to my friends... And you" He continued. 

"I didn't want to text or call you and leave suddenly, so... I wrote you a letter" 

You could not believe what was coming out of his mouth. your mind was unstabe at his excuses.

"He can't possibly be serious right now...What letter?" you think as you hear Seonghwas muffled voice described what happened that day. 

You took a step forward and started to walk away. 

"I wrote it and gave it to Wooy-" 

You hear Seonghwa stop himself as the realization hits both of you. 

You were no longer walking away. 

You froze.

You could hear, the sound of wind brushing through the tree branches in this Midsummer night. 

 The whole world stopped and Time stood still. For the first time in your life, time was no longer passing you by. It stood still, and waited... for you to get on the passage that once left you behind. 

For the first time, a piece fell perfectly into your puzzling life. 

It fell into the perfect place while all the others blew in the wind...

To be continued~

Part 7

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How to spell Park Seonghwa: LOML

191214 la airport

melting pop • do not edit.

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Death

time has now been divided into before mingi ripped his shirt open on mama 2019 and after mingi ripped his shirt open in mama2019

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Driving Instructor San

(I came up with this idea of San being my driving instructor when I was sitting in the car with my instructor. I knew the first thing I had to do when I came back home was to jot down this idea in my notes. Took awhile before I actually began writing it. Hope you loveys like this.💙)

The tilted clock mounted just above the front door strikes nine am. It’s Tuesday morning. Any moment now. My sneakers clattering lightly on the white tiled floor. Any moment now. My heart rate slowly accelerating as I watch the small hand tick by every second. Any moment now. My body jolts at the sound of my phone receiving a message. Here goes nothing. I grab my phone and shove it into my bag. He’s here. My driving instructor is here. For a moment my feet wouldn’t move. They refused to take me to where I needed to be. Snapping out of my not so very calm thoughts, I head for the door, shutting it on my way out. My driving instructor, San, parked his car in the driveway. God help me. I really hope I don’t kill the both of us today. Nausea crept to the pit of my stomach as I hopped into the drivers seat of his car.

“Good morning Miss y/n. I’m San. Are you ready for today’s lesson?”

Not not at all. I want to run back inside, hop into bed and pull the sheets over my head. I don’t want to do this. How do I get out of this? Should I pretend to feel ill? Or maybe I can just tell him that I’d like to reschedule for another day. Not that I would ever call him back to book for another day. If not today, I’ll never be able to muster up the courage to drive again. Day one is always the hardest. It’ll get better. I hope. They say it’s easier than riding a bike, right?

“Hello it’s nice to meet you”

I’m sure San can tell that I’m a mess. I don’t even know what anything in here is, besides the obvious of course. I shakily buckled up and place my hands on the steering wheel.

“Okay now what you want to do is pull down the handbrake, which is this one right here. Then move this, which is the gear to R, which is reverse and slowly push down on the accelerator, which is the one on your right. Then indicate left. Make sure you scan the road. Before you drive out. Look for other vehicles, pedestrians, bicycles. Make sure to check your blind spots. It is very important to check multiple times just in case. Got that. ”

I slowly but surly do as he says. I push my foot down on the accelerator and the car reverses back in full speed. A yelp escapes my lips as my mind goes totally blank, what am I supposed to do?

I quickly turn to look at San as he stomps on the brakes that rests on his side. My body jolts forward then back as the car comes to a sudden stop. My heart is racing and I’m taking short but deep breaths. I knew this would happen. I can’t even get the car moving.

“Jesus woman, slowly push down not step on it. Is this your first time driving?”

I’m sure my disappointing look, lack of confidence and no response gives him the answer he was looking for. I clearly can’t drive if my life depended on it. Which individual thought this was an amazing idea? San slowly takes his foot of the brakes and I gently push down on the accelerator, making the car move back at a snails pace. Once we were successfully out of my driveway, I changed the gear to D, all by myself. Wow, would you look at that, I’m learning. I can change gears. Once again the car moves forward at a snails pace.

“Push down a little harder. At this rate we won’t even turn off your street before the hours done.”

“I’m sorry but I can’t. I don’t trust myself. I don’t really know what I’m doing. I want to go back home. Can I just reschedule for another time?”

I pull the handbrake, lowering my head to my lap. I didn’t intend for my voice to sound as shaky as it did. I want this all to be over already. The nausea has since then doubled. I feel like I might be sick and my hands haven’t stopped shaking. My heart hasn’t stopped racing and I feel dizzy. I hate this feeling. Why can’t I do such a simple task without anxiety eating me up? Why can’t I just learn to drive like everyone else and get it all over with. If only I learned to drive years ago and didn’t put it off till now. Why is it so hard for me to do normal everyday things? God, why do I act so childish? I can’t even properly converse with another person, with my driving instructor. I squeezed my eyes shut as I try to control my breathing and regulate my heartbeat. I looked up at San as I heard him speak ever so softly, as if he spoke any louder he’d break something so delicate.

“Hey listen. It’s okay. Being afraid the first time is normal. You’re trying something you’ve never done before. It takes time to learn but it certainly doesn’t mean you won’t learn. Practice makes perfect. If you don’t feel comfortable enough to drive right now, don’t. It won’t help with your driving. I want you to drive whenever you feel confident enough to. How about we switch seats, I’ll drive around for an hour and you just watch. Free of charge. That way you may pick up a few things on the way. How does that sound?”

I listen to his softly spoken words and nod. We head out of the car and switch places. I turn to look at him and only now do I get a proper look of his face, of his features. His chiseled jawline, sharp nose and feline-like eyes. His black hair combed out of his face and slicked back. Only then did I notice the blue ends of his hair. He surly has a unique sense of style. San was handsome. There was no disputing that. His features were very refined and bold. His hair was a cherry on top. His lips were slightly plump with a light shade of pink. They look soft and might I add kissable. Oh God y/n he’s you’re driving instructor snapped out of it. I drew my attention away from his face and onto his hand that rested on the gear. My lord did he have attractive hands. Was this man carved by God himself? His pale hands only defined the long green veins that ran down his arms to his hands. A trait that I’ve always found particularly attractive in men. My mind did me no favours as it wandered off into not so appropriate thoughts. I felt my cheeks burning. I quickly turned my gaze to the road, only now realising we were on a foreign road. How long have we been driving for? San turns into a few streets, the car then coming to a complete stop. San turns in his seat to face me.

“Have you had breakfast?”

I stare blankly into his eyes. What does that have to do with driving?

“No, I haven’t. I’ll just go home and eat after we’re done”

He lets out a soft laugh. He has dimples? Lord, he has dimples! This is really unfair. I’m either:

A - Going to learn absolutely nothing because my driving instructor is so damn distracting, or

B - Learn to drive really well to try and impress him, or there is even,

C - Get the both of us killed because I wouldn���t be paying attention to the goddamn road.

There really isn’t telling which one will end up happening. By the looks of it so far it’s A and C.

“Don’t be silly, we’re already here anyways”

Confused, I look out the window to see we have parked in front of A.M. My favourite café.

-

We spend thirty minutes at the cafe, had a small breakfast, which consisted of coffee and muffins, had a little quarrel as to who was going to pay, it was San in the end who payed. He then drove me back home.

“Will I be seeing you again? By that I mean will you be booking with me again?”

I watched as his right hand awkwardly scratches the back of his head. His right leg slightly bouncing. Such a simple action, yet so adorably cute.

“Yes please. Will this time next week be okay for you?”

San reaches to the right and grabs a book. He flips through the pages to next Tuesday’s date and fills in my name and time. Even his handwriting is neat.

“Yes of course. I’ll see you next week then. Please, if anything comes up or you have any questions, don’t hesitate to call me.”

I nod as I grab my bag and get out, slamming the car door shut. The window comes down and I see San stretch out as best he can to the left, speaking through the window.

“Okay perfect. I’ll be waiting for next Tuesday. Have a lovely day Miss y/n. Till next week”

Subconsciously I smile before turning and heading for my front door. I walk in and just as I was about to shut the door, I turn to see San still in my driveway, looking at me. He smiles his bright dimpled smile before reversing onto the street and driving off. Till next week. Oh how I wish it was already Tuesday.

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Part 5: Friends

Pick a song: I really couldn’t find a song I know that would go with this so here are a few of my favs 🥰🥰

Also sorry it took so long to upload part 5 😭😭

Park Seonghwa…He is with you, you feel his warmth, the feeling you craved at this moment. Your face is buried in his chest. Sobbing like a broken machine. A broken soul.     The history behind you two was always complicated, and it will always be, complicated. …………     You were walking along the narrow sidewalk on the first day of high school. You stopped at an intersection, to wait for Ji Yeon. Waited and waited, you called her cell phone, and no one answered. You walked into the grocery store nearby to wait for her. You jump at everything so the ringing sound as you stepped into the store while opening the door startled you. It was a lovely day outside, but the sunlight was hot. So, you decided to get some ice cream for you and Ji Yeon. You were leaning, concentrated, picking her and your favourite ice creams. That’s when you heard the ringing once again. It scared the shit out of you, of course. Your head shot up and turned towards the door with eyes wide.

    There he was... Seonghwa.

    That was the first time you saw him. He was wearing the same kind of uniform; you knew he went to your school. He looked… handsome. Not your stereotypical “idol” handsome.  Oh, the irony. It made your heart flutter, even though he looked like the biggest, good looking, gentle, bully in the school. His presence made you feel some kind of way. His aura was overwhelmingly attractive. You stared at him for a good minute until he noticed you. Which is when you were taken back to reality with a slap in the face. You looked away so quickly, you felt something snap in your neck. You were a deer in headlights. 

    You picked up the first two ice creams that caught your hand and went up to the counter hoping to escape this humiliation. while you were waiting for the cashier to scan the items, you felt a strong presence behind you. It was him… standing tall, making you feel all kinds of intimidated. “how did he get there so fast??” you contemplate during this mental chaos.

    You paid the cashier at lightning speed and ran towards the exit. You looked back just for the sake of it while opening the doors, only to see him staring at you. He smiled at you. It looked more like he laughed at you but “What do I know,” you thought while making a face that felt like a smile while walking out of the store. If only the muscles in your face moved properly, it would have looked remotely close to a smile. And it wouldn't have looked like you just ate the world’s most sour lemon.

    You walked outside to see Ji Yeong standing at the intersections waiting to cross the street. You snuck up on her placing both ice creams on her cheeks. Ji young turned around in a flash raising her hand to almost knock you out.     “Oh it’s just you”     “Why do you sound disappointed? Are you sad you couldn’t knock me out??” Mundane conversations never felt so good at that moment. The big sister you never had. No... The big sister you always had, watching over you. Making sure you always have your life together. And you were the same. Clumsy, but you tried. She was the more mature one.

    "Why is your face so red?" Ji Yeong asked tilting her head. While grabbing the ice cream out of your hands.     "O? Oh there was-"     At that moment, Seonghwa walked out of the store.     Ji Yeong's attention diverted immediately to him, she looked at you and him again.     "She's too smart for her own good." you think while looking at her face that is now grinning like a clown

    "I- I think he goes to our school," you said avoiding her eyes     "Ohohoho, you think??" Ji Young says still smirking like a friking clown.     She looked up at you with squinty eyes with an even wider grin. You knew she was about to do something you're both going to regret.

    Ji Yeon looked at Seonghwa who was walking towards the school.     "HEY, YOU!!!" She screamed.     Seonghwa looked back afraid for his life.

      “HEYYY WHAT ARE YOU DOING???" You said, silently screaming.

    Ji Yeong ran towards him whilst dragging you with her.  

    How she has the courage to do things like this, you never understood. But you were always grateful for that.     But not this time you weren’t, “Why in the world is she doing this??” you wonder all the while being dragged by the hands of Ji Yeon.     Seonghwa still standing, scared for his life by the sight of Ji Yeong running towards him amid pulling you like a suitcase.     Ji Yeon stopped running so fast, you kept moving and got hit by Seonghwa’s body because of, well, momentum.     “Sorry,” you said, frowning at Ji Yeon and blushing like no one’s business.

    “You okay?” He asked with coughing out a laugh.     You heard his voice for the first time.

Leaves started falling slowly, winds brushed through the three of you standing on the sidewalk. Autumn has never looked so beautiful.

    You remember walking to the school together, he parted ways to walk with his friends at the Entrance.     His friends, you became close to them too.

    You walked into the classroom that belonged to you for the year. Took a deep breath. "everything will be fine," you more so wished.     Ji Yeon ended up in a different homeroom, unfortunately.     Her outgoing self was fine. However, you were scared.     You chose your seat close to the window.

    That’s when he entered the classroom.     His eyes scanned the room and stopped at you. He walked towards you

    “Is this seat taken?” He asked… with a smile? You don’t remember.

    “No, you can sit here,” You said with a faint curious smile tracking his face as he sat down.     There was that feeling again… But this time it was different. It felt normal, a beautiful, typical feeling… It was like he was always there in your comfort.       You two were quiet for a long minute.     “I can’t believe we’re in the same homeroom,” He spoke again with that gentle voice.

    This was the beginning of a questionable yet charming, melancholic, and longing friendship that lasted for years…     It was normal, doesn’t any friendship start out like this?

    But a part of you knew how special this was.

    Today, you are holding him once again… after years, 

       Crying because of another man.

        Crying because of Wooyoung… His old friend… 

        Your old friend.

    You just want this never-ending night to be over.

You needed time, to stop crying... Time to think.

To be continued Part 6~

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Unforeseen Yeosang x Reader (x Wooyoung?)

“Hey (Y/N), It’s Wooyoung! Do you remember me? We kind of used to be best friends in high school.“

You sat shocked on your sofa as you listened to the seemingly familiar voice that you hadn’t heard in over three years.

"Um, you didn’t pick up and you know I hate leaving voicemails but I really needed to talk to you as soon as I could. So… there’s this guy…”

Choking on your drink at his sudden words, you coughed on your juice. What guy? Was he coming out of the closet? Was he ever even in the closet?

“Wait, wait. You see the thing is I’m uh… I’m getting married and-”

Suddenly your mind went completely blank.

Married?

Who was this Wooyoung that left the voicemail? The only Wooyoung you knew made an oath in school that he would never marry and if he did, you would be the first to know.

“I have this friend. A good friend actually,” he laughed through the phone, “he’s been a buddy of mine for over 3 years now and he took care of me well! So I just need one favour…

Can you go out with him?”

At this point, you didn’t even choke on your drink but dropped it completely in response to Wooyoung’s staggering words. You heard him say more but couldn’t listen at all.

Hadn’t he remembered you well at all?

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(191024) ATEEZOfficial: [🎬] A letter from ATEEZ of 2018

Seonghwa of 2018 sending a video message to Seonghwa of a year later 💌 What will the reaction of Seonghwa of 2019 be❣ Full Video ▶ 2019. 10. 24 11:17PM

#1_year_with_ATEEZ #ATEEZ #에이티즈 #SEONGHWA

Translation: ATEEZ Translations • Please take out with full credit. | Source: ATEEZ Official Twitter

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ateez as ‘whose line is it anyway?’ prompts

seonghwa

hongjoong

yunho

yeosang

san

mingi

wooyoung

jongho

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How to go back in time please?

Park Seonghwa (1632)

Recently, art historians have dug up a long lost photograph from the 17th century. The photograph depicts a young king by the name of Park Seonghwa. An unwritten part of history, Park was king of various and vast nations across the globe, garnering unimaginable wealth. In addition to his immense wealth and exquisite leadership across nations, Park, as demonstrated in the photograph, exhibited a beauty like no other during his time, or throughout history at that matter. As a matter of fact, art historians believe that Park was God incarnate, and many aestheticians and art enthusiasts are beginning to believe so also.

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I really need this right now🥺🥺

ME:

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omg this... I need part 2 aakifjgdaslkfsdkjgfl

Gold Eyes

a/n: 1092 words. without editing. no content that needs warning. kind of got the idea reading prompts. will link the account when I find it again, ops. much babbling, sorry. the end is rushed and meh.

You had grown up in a world where everyone could see your mood through your eyes, for they changed colors depending on how one was feeling. Sometimes, this was a nuisance, other took advantage of this for their own benefit. Since everyone knew how you were feeling, people started learning how to mask the color of their eyes. It’s not easy, not everyone can do it, but some are completely able to fade their “feelings”. Oh, evolution.

You really didn’t know when this phenomenon started; it was long before you were born and now, it was your reality.

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