I love “it wasn’t nothing”, are you going to update it soon? I hope you have a great day!!🫶🏽
im SOO happy u guys like the seriess! i will be updating soon ive been SOO busy with my exams but they end on monday so as soon as theyre done ill be updating all my series !! 🫶
any girl would want to imagine themselves talking to heeseung.
getting good morning texts from him.
hearing about his day.
having him check in on them when they were upset.
being told they were pretty by lee heeseung himself.
that was every fangirl’s dream, wasnt it?
for most people, maybe.
for you, it felt more like a nightmare.
because you werent just a fan.
you were the fan.
the girl whose entire account revolved around him. the girl who spent years posting edits, defending him in arguments, counting down comebacks, and, most embarrassingly of all, barking for him on twitter so abnormally that it somehow became your most popular tweet.
so no, your first thought wasnt that lee heeseung had somehow fallen for you.
your brain refused to let you believe that.
instead, it offered you two possibilities.
the first was ridiculous.
that out of millions of fans, he noticed you.
that he genuinely liked talking to you.
that every late-night conversation, every good morning text, every hour spent getting to know each other had been real.
that somewhere along the way, he had actually fallen for you.
the second possibility felt much easier to believe.
that he was bored.
that he saw your account, saw how devoted you were, and thought it would be funny.
that you were entertainment.
a joke that had gone too far.
and unfortunately, your mind had already decided which option sounded more realistic.
it wasn’t that you wanted to think badly of him.
god, if anything, you wanted the opposite.
you wanted to believe that jae was real.
that the person who stayed awake talking to you until the morning after was real.
that the person who remembered the smallest details about your day was real.
that the person who made your heart race every time his name appeared on your screen wasn’t some carefully constructed version of himself.
you wanted to believe all of it.
but every time you got close, the same thought dragged you back down again.
why would lee heeseung choose me?
and no matter how many times you asked yourself, you couldn’t find an answer.
with a sigh, you reached for your phone.
avoiding him clearly wasn’t helping.
letting him sit on opened messages while you spiralled through every worst-case scenario imaginable wasn’t helping either.
if anything, it was making everything worse.
you deserved answers.
so before you could change your mind, you opened your chat with him and stared at the blinking cursor.
it was time to stop hiding from the situation and actually hear him out.
any girl would want to imagine themselves talking to heeseung.
getting good morning texts from him.
hearing about his day.
having him check in on them when they were upset.
being told they were pretty by lee heeseung himself.
that was every fangirl’s dream, wasnt it?
for most people, maybe.
for you, it felt more like a nightmare.
because you werent just a fan.
you were the fan.
the girl whose entire account revolved around him. the girl who spent years posting edits, defending him in arguments, counting down comebacks, and, most embarrassingly of all, barking for him on twitter so abnormally that it somehow became your most popular tweet.
so no, your first thought wasnt that lee heeseung had somehow fallen for you.
your brain refused to let you believe that.
instead, it offered you two possibilities.
the first was ridiculous.
that out of millions of fans, he noticed you.
that he genuinely liked talking to you.
that every late-night conversation, every good morning text, every hour spent getting to know each other had been real.
that somewhere along the way, he had actually fallen for you.
the second possibility felt much easier to believe.
that he was bored.
that he saw your account, saw how devoted you were, and thought it would be funny.
that you were entertainment.
a joke that had gone too far.
and unfortunately, your mind had already decided which option sounded more realistic.
it wasn’t that you wanted to think badly of him.
god, if anything, you wanted the opposite.
you wanted to believe that jae was real.
that the person who stayed awake talking to you until the morning after was real.
that the person who remembered the smallest details about your day was real.
that the person who made your heart race every time his name appeared on your screen wasn’t some carefully constructed version of himself.
you wanted to believe all of it.
but every time you got close, the same thought dragged you back down again.
why would lee heeseung choose me?
and no matter how many times you asked yourself, you couldn’t find an answer.
with a sigh, you reached for your phone.
avoiding him clearly wasn’t helping.
letting him sit on opened messages while you spiralled through every worst-case scenario imaginable wasn’t helping either.
if anything, it was making everything worse.
you deserved answers.
so before you could change your mind, you opened your chat with him and stared at the blinking cursor.
it was time to stop hiding from the situation and actually hear him out.
tbh i honestly have NO clue😭😭 like i really need to figure out when im wantinh to stop it and whether im wanting to do some chapters after the main plot as in showing what happens after yn comes to terms with jae being heeseung or just cuts contact w him in general…
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