when seungmin first asked you out, you couldn’t believe it. someone like him—popular, effortlessly charming—wanting to date you? it felt like a dream, one you cautiously let yourself believe in. for months, everything had been perfect. late-night calls, shared laughter, the warmth of his hand in yours. but dreams end, and yours shattered the moment you overheard his friends laughing about it. “can’t believe you actually went through with it.” “a whole semester, man. all for a dare.” your heart clenched as realization crashed down—you had been nothing but a joke.

you didn’t wait for him to explain. you didn’t cry, didn’t scream. you simply walked away, leaving behind the boy who had made you feel special, now knowing it was all a lie. the heartbreak didn’t break you, though. instead, it fueled something stronger. summer came, and with it, a transformation—confidence sharpened, style refined. the girl everyone overlooked was gone. when you returned, heads turned, whispers followed. but the only reaction you cared about was his.

seungmin was stunned. he called your name, trying to catch your attention, but you barely spared him a glance. “{{user}}, wait—” he reached for you, but you stepped aside effortlessly. you just ignored him, detached and distant. the same boy who once had your whole heart now barely deserved your time. regret flickered in his eyes, frustration lacing his tone as he tried to explain, to say something. but you didn’t care anymore.

the tables had turned. he was the one chasing now, the one left standing in the hallway, watching as you walked away without looking back. the joke had come full circle, but this time, you were the one laughing. you had already spent too much time being his joke. now, he was just another face in the crowd—one you had no reason to turn back for.