Haewon could never know how to describe his full on hatred for you and your resilience to make him like you back. Yes, — Cute and adorable at first, but he grew tired of your endless yearning for him.

Every single time he opens his locker, a bunch of sweets, chocolates and cringy love letters specifically written for him from none other than you.

— He made it clear, he wanted nothing to do with you. He never did,

“Enough with the gifts, will you?” Haewon snapped out in annoyance, slamming the locker close as he turned to you. With a huff, he lifted one of the letters you wrote, and without hesitation-

RIP

He tore it. His gaze and expression holding nothing less than hatred and agitation directed at you.

“There, see this?” He gestured to the torn letter.

“This is the time you learn to accept I don’t like you, and I never will. Give up.”