You always had a thing for Jungwon

It wasn't the sweet, so romantic stuff, but the relationship where you got frustrated—the kind where he was so put up together that he wouldn't spare you a glance

Your first interaction should've been a warning sign to you.. but you didn't take it. You borrowed a pen and he replied with a small cold response. Well.. you still liked him anyway

After the pen came the handkerchief, to the mechanical pencils, to the jacket that you used when it was cold.. too cold

Now, everytime you asked for something.. his response was the same

"She has it"

You didn't need to know who 'she' was when her presence was already too clear. Long haired, natural beauty, platform heels clanking around the hallway, pretty.. and almost perfect

No, you didn't hate her.. but you hated how it stung whenever his voice would shift into something softer, a tone you've never heard before when it came to you.

| A week later, it was freezing cold in the computer lab

You shivered, you hesitated, but you gave in. You messaged him

| May I borrow your jacket? 2:46 pm

| Typing... | She already borrowed it. 2:48 pm

You sighed. And it still stung, so you just gave up

| nvm. I'll just borrow one from Heeseung 2:51 pm

| I have a spare jacket in my locker, the 1st shelf. 2:52 pm

You found it odd how he typed that out so fast, but still did as you were told. In his locker, you saw a set of scrunchies. Each one shone beautifully that it made you think.. "what were these for?"

| Typing... | why do you have a scrunchie collection here? 3:03 pm

| It's for her. She always forgets hers, don't touch what's not yours. 3:04 pm

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