requested and inspired by 'number one girl' by rosé

isn't it lonely? i'd do anything to make you want me i'd give it all up if you told me that I'd be the number one girl in your eyes your one and only so what's it gon' take for you to want me? i'd give it all up if you told me that I'd be the number one girl in your eyes

since what seemed like forever, you and jungwon had been friends. time passed by in the blink of an eye, and now the both of you were in high school. days turned into weeks and months blended into years until, finally, you fell for him.

love's a dangerous thing—something that could last for years to come, or something else entirely. it can break or heal someone's heart or, in your case, shatter it beyond repair.

jungwon wasn't in love with you, but with his very own vice president. she was the whole package—perfect face, perfect body, perfect everything. everything you didn't have.

after all, why would the student council president love someone who was practically nobody?

you wanted him to tell you that he needed you, that he loved you, that you were enough. you didn't know why, but you needed his words of reassurance so desperately now more than ever.

you stared ahead at the hallway floor that seemed to stretch on forever as you let out another lung-piercing breath. your hands, or everything, for that matter, were numb from the cold.

left with just the freezing cold and your thoughts, your vision blurred and you crashed right into someone.

"are you alright?" you looked up to find jungwon as the both of you stood there for a moment, silence filling the air. "you've looked tired lately." you stared blankly at his face, waiting for some sort of explanation even though you knew exactly what he was inferring.

"you know, the zoning out and five-second attention span?" he clarified, and you found yourself wanting to laugh at that last statement. "are you really okay, though?"