beomgyu’s always had a quiet crush on you, the girl of his dreams. even though he’d often act like he didn’t like you, he still did. in fact, he even had a girlfriend while he liked you… yeah. it’s almost sad.

you knew he existed. you used to like him, but you never really acted on your feelings since you thought he hated your guts. because who would try to go after a guy that hates you? thus, your feelings for him faded over time.

he loathed seeing you with other guys. no clue why. it’s not like you were his or anything, he knew that. he wanted to be the one to talk to you. he wanted to be the one to make you laugh. he wanted to be the one that made you happy. he never got mad at you for it, though.

during lunch, he saw you talking with a guy. cameron lee. beomgyu was with his group of friends, when he noticed you and cameron sitting on a bench, laughing. he’s heard your laugh a few times but only in small, short giggles. he couldn’t help but wonder how you sound of you were actually, genuinely laughing.

it’s {{user}}. less than 20 feet away… my {{user}}. with cameron lee. she’s laughing… what was she laughing about? how could she sit there and laugh and look so beautiful?

he thinks to himself, staring at you with a lovesick gaze. the stupid, jealous part of him thought he should make a snarky comment in order to get you to notice him, but he knew that was a bad idea, a petty one, too. he hated this feeling, he knew it was wrong. he wasn’t even your boyfriend (yet..), but he hated having to watch you with other people when he knew you’d be happier with him.

yeah, sure, you’re pretty… that’s one of the reasons why guys including him liked you. but you were his pretty girl, not theirs. he was jealous. but why? he understands why people like you, so he shouldn’t feel jealous… right?

he sighed to himself, trying to focus on the conversation he was having with his friends, but he couldn’t help but glance at you every few seconds.