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𝗮/𝗻 - y/n redemption arc thank god 😭😭 sorry for updating in a while 💔 I hope the extra long chapter makes up for it. (plus all the extra y/n and soobin content)

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𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 - swearing, bullying, y/n taking part in bullying, (disclaimer - this is not the actions of the idols and is purely fiction. I’m not condoning bullying.)

𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 ◁ | 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 | 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 ▷

You wake up every morning with a knot in your stomach. You go to school and try to ignore Misun's presence, but you can't help but feel jealous every time you see her talking to Yeonjun. You keep telling yourself that it's silly because you're the popular girl who has it all, but jealousy consumes you.

Every time Yeonjun talks to Misun, you feel a pang of anger and frustration. You try to ignore it, but it just keeps getting worse. You can't focus in class because you're too busy thinking about Misun and Yeonjun.

You start to question yourself. Why are you so jealous of someone like Misun? She's just a scholarship student, and you have everything she could ever want. You feel stupid for feeling this way, but you can't help it. It’s just been too much to handle.

You used to hate the feeling of jumping through time, having days with memory gaps but now you wish for nothing more. You want the days to pass without seeing Misun but you can’t. Ever since the story started you’ve noticed the jumps getting less frequent, and when they do occur it’s just the next scene on the same day.

You tried staying home, telling your parents you don’t feel well but when the scene changes all of a sudden you’re dressed and at school. No matter what you do you can’t seem to escape fate.

You walked over to Taehyun's desk during study hall, feeling a weight on your chest that you just couldn't shake. Taehyun looked up from his book as you sat down heavily in the chair beside him.

"I just can't stop thinking about it, Taehyun. It's like this jealousy is consuming me," you say, placing your head on the table.

“Hello to you too I guess.”

“It’s only been a week since the story started and Misun and Yeonjun are so close already! I don’t get time to speak to him with her hovering right there.” You whine into the table.

"I know, I know," Taehyun replies, sounding a bit exasperated. "But you really need to stop focusing so much on them. You're a great person with so many wonderful things going on in your life."

"But it's so hard. Every time I see them together, it just makes me feel so small and insignificant," you mumble into the table.

"Look, I understand that it's hard to see someone you like with someone else, but you can't let it control you like this. You're better than that," Taehyun says, trying to be encouraging.

"I just wish I could make him see that I'm the better choice," you say, letting out a sigh.

Taehyun raises his eyebrows. "And how do you plan on doing that?"

You shrug. "I’m working on reading different books and Haechan said he could teach me some football. I’d get into more of Yeonjun’s interests but I just haven’t had time to get to know him yet!"

Taehyun sighs. "I don't think that's a good idea. Yeonjun seems happy with Misun, and besides, it's not fair to try and break them apart just because you're jealous."

You lift your head in annoyance, "I’m the better choice for Yeonjun, he’ll be happy with me. It’s an embarrassment that he’s hanging out with her!"

Taehyun tries his best to stay quiet but your jealousy has been taking a toll on him too. Lately, all you seem to talk about is Misun; forget Yeonjun, he thinks you spend more time thinking about her. It’s getting exhausting.

“Whatever Taehyun.” You stretch, getting up from your chair, “Please get some more info on Yeonjun.” Taehyun nods, biting his tongue. Well, at least you said please.

You walk over a couple tables down to your friends, sitting in between Yunjin and Haechan, discussing your plans for the upcoming weekend when you overhear them whispering about Misun. You can’t help but listen in.

"I can't believe she thinks she can just talk to Yeonjun like that," Yunjin said, her voice dripping with venom. "She's nothing but a loser, and she needs to learn her place."

Haechan nodded in agreement. "We should teach her a lesson. Maybe pour a bucket of water on her or something. That would be hilarious."

“Y/N, you in?” Yunjin shoots you a mischievous smile. Pouring water on her? That’s going to ruin her uniform…completely embarrassing her! Yeonjun would be so embarrassed to be with her then, wouldn’t he?

Just as you’re about the nod you pause. If you do that then you’re taking part in bullying. Yes, you’re popular but you never took part in bullying, not even in primary school. You always thought it was best not to get involved, it always kept you out of trouble. You’d be lying if you said you were innocent though. Though you never took part, some of your friends did while you just sat and watched. It wouldn’t be the first time someone you’re friendly with has bullied Misun.

Who cares anyway? This isn’t even a real world. You live in manhwa, nothing you do is real unless it’s illustrated and you aren’t doing this on stage. Taehyun warned you to not do unusual things in the shadow, and it’s definitely not unusual for Misun to get bullied. It used to be a daily occurrence. It isn’t like it’ll hurt your reputation, once the scene changes everyone will forget it ever happened. Plus, at least now you get to relieve some of the tension you’ve been feeling the past week.

“Count me in.” You smile, shaking Yunjin’s hand. Haechan pats your back, happy that you’re taking part in his plan.

As you walk down the hallway with Yunjin and Haechan, you see Misun walking towards you, carrying a stack of books. Yunjin and Haechan started to snicker, whispering to each other, "Let's do it."

Before even rationalising it, you grab a bucket of water from a nearby janitor's closet and tossed it on Misun. The water splashed all over her clothes and books, leaving her completely drenched.

Misun looked shocked and started to cry, and you were at a loss for words. The hallway erupts into laughter, some students even giving you and your friends a high-five. But somewhere deep in your heart, you knew it was wrong. You stood there silently, unable to feel the same high your friends were. It doesn’t seem very rewarding.

But before you could even process what had happened, Yeonjun came up to you, looking furious. "What the hell is wrong with you?" he demanded. "How could you bully someone like that?"

You stammer, not expecting Yeonjun to be somewhere in the crowd. “I-I... It was Haechan!” You exclaim, pointing straight at your friend who was holding the bucket.

“Yo, what the fuck, you were part of it too!” He exclaims, surprised that you would turn on him like this.

"Why did you do that?" Yeonjun asks, his voice shaking with anger. "What did Misun ever do to you?" You felt your heart break into a hundred pieces, the way he looked at you made you want to cry. Yeonjun’s eyes showed nothing but disgust.

Yunjin and Haechan exchanged another glance before Haechan spoke up. "We...we didn't mean to," he said, his voice wavering. "It was just a prank."

"That's not a prank, that's bullying," Yeonjun said firmly. Three of you looked more sheepish than ever as you shuffled your feet, unable to meet Yeonjun’s intense gaze.

"You three should be ashamed of yourselves," Yeonjun said, his voice cold. He turns to Misun, who’s shaking as she cries silently.

He walked over to Misun and helped her up, handing her a towel. "Are you okay?" he asked gently

Misun nodded, still sniffling. "Thank you," she whispered. He wraps his blazer around her shoulders, taking her hand and walking away.

Haechan scowls at you, "I can't believe you betrayed me like that. You lied to Yeonjun and made me look bad."

“Well, it was you who came up with the idea.” You shrug, standing defiantly. This did not go according to plan. What is Yeonjun doing here? Wasn’t he supposed to be at practice with Taehyun? And now on top of all that he thinks you’re an awful person for what you did to Misun.

“Not cool Y/N,” Yunjin says, taking a couple steps back from you, crossing her arms.

“What, it wasn’t me who did anything, I just watched.” You tried to defend yourself even though you knew you were in the wrong.

Yunjin and Haechan don’t say another word to you, turning away. Before you could chase them down the hall, you feel a tight grasp on your shoulder. “Ow ow ow!” You exclaim,

You feel a hand on your arm, pulling you into an empty classroom. It's Taehyun, and he looks serious. "What did you do to Misun?" he asks, his tone firm.

You look at him, feeling a lump form in your throat. You know what he's talking about. You tried to bully Misun, just like your other friends did. You feel ashamed and guilty, but you can't bring yourself to admit it to Taehyun.

"Nothing," you reply, trying to sound casual.

"Don't lie to me," Taehyun says, his eyes narrowing. "I heard about what happened. You need to tell Yeonjun the truth."

You feel a knot form in your stomach. You don't want to lose Yeonjun, but you know that you need to take responsibility for your actions. "I know," you say quietly. "I messed up." You can feel tears welling up in your eyes as he continues to scold you. You know he's right, but it hurts to hear it out loud. You feel like a terrible person for not standing up for Misun.

As Taehyun scolds you for your behaviour towards Misun, you begin to feel overwhelmed. His words start to blur together and you feel as though you're underwater. You can see his lips moving, but you can't make out what he's saying. All you can think about is how much you messed up and how much you wish you could take it all back. You feel as though you're floating away from your own body, observing the situation from a distance. It's like you're stuck in your own head, unable to process what's happening around you. Eventually, Taehyun stops talking and you snap back to reality. You can see the disappointment in his eyes, and it stings. You know you messed up, but you feel like you're unable to make it right.

"Are you even listening to me?" Taehyun asks, his voice tinged with frustration.

You snapped back to reality, "I'm listening."

"You need to stop obsessing over Misun and Yeonjun," he said sternly. "It's not healthy, and it's not fair to me or our other friends."

You couldn't bring yourself to respond, and Taehyun's voice grew louder.

“You only ever talk to me when you want to vent about Misun and Yeonjun and it’s fucking exhausting Y/N.” His words hit you hard, and you could feel the weight of his disappointment. You knew he was right, but you didn't know how to break free from the jealousy and obsession that consumed you. "You need to stop acting like a victim all the time," he says, his tone serious. "You have everything, and Misun has nothing. She gets bullied every day, and you're complaining because she has Yeonjun? That's not fair to her."

“Taehyun-“

"The point is, you're acting entitled. You act like the world owes you something, and it doesn't. You need to start being a better friend to me, like when was the last time you asked me how I was? I’m tired of you making everything about yourself." His face only getting redder, "I know it's hard to be the second lead," Taehyun continued. "But that doesn't mean you get to act like a diva and throw a tantrum every time things don't go your way. You need to check your ego.”

You feel a lump forming in your throat and your eyes start to water. You try to hold back your tears, but they start to trickle down your cheeks.

"I can't believe you would treat someone like that," Taehyun says, his voice firm but gentle. "Misun doesn't deserve to be treated that way."

You try to speak, but your voice is caught in your throat. You take a deep breath and manage to choke out a response, "I know, Taehyun. I just feel so jealous and angry all the time."

"I can't take it anymore," you say, your voice trembling. "Yeonjun is supposed to like Misun on stage, but it's like he doesn't even notice me in the shadow."

Taehyun's expression softens as he places a comforting hand on your shoulder. "I understand that it can be tough, Y/N. But you have to remember that the writer has a plan for each character, and sometimes it doesn't always go the way we want it to."

You sniffle, wiping away your tears. "I know, I know. It's just hard to see Yeonjun paying attention to Misun all the time when I'm right here and I have everything. It doesn't make sense to me."

Taehyun sighs, shaking his head. "You're being insecure again, Y/N. It's not about what you have or what Misun doesn't have. Yeonjun likes her for who she is, not what she has or doesn't have. You need to stop comparing yourself to her and start focusing on being a better friend and person."

"But I'm the second lead," you say, wiping your tears. “But he doesn’t pay any attention to me.”

Taehyun looks at you sympathetically. "Y/N, you can't let your insecurities and jealousy control you. Yeonjun likes Misun, and that's just the way it is. You have to accept that and move on. You're more than just a character in this manhwa, you're a person with your own feelings and desires. Don't let the writer's control over the stage overshadow your own desires."

You take a deep breath, wiping away your tears as you look up at him. "I'm sorry, Taehyun. You're right, I've been so caught up in my own feelings that I haven't been a good friend to you," you say, your voice shaking with emotion.

Taehyun pulls you into a hug, rubbing your back soothingly. "It's okay, Y/N. I know you're going through a tough time," he says softly. "But you need to realise that Misun is a person too, and you can't keep treating her like she's less than you just because she's not popular or rich."

You nod, tears still streaming down your face. "I've been so awful to her," you say, your voice barely above a whisper. "And I'm sorry I've been such a burden on you too. You don't deserve to deal with all of my drama."

Taehyun pulls away from the hug and looks you in the eyes. "Y/N, you're not a burden. I care about you and I want to help you through this. But you need to start taking responsibility for your actions and treating others with kindness and respect," he says firmly.

“I should probably apologise to Misun and Yeonjun now.” You say, wiping your face with the back of your hands.

“It doesn’t really matter anymore.” Taehyun straightens his posture, “The scene is about to change, they’re going to forget that this ever happen—“

click

You walk down the hallway with a heavy heart, feeling guilty for what you did to Misun. You wish you could go back in time and change things, but you know it's impossible. Suddenly, you hear someone calling your name. You turn around and see that it's Yeonjun. You feel your heart beating faster as he approaches you; both because of nervousness and fear. You know Taehyun just said the scene has changed but you can’t help but still feel a bit afraid. What if Yeonjun remembers?

"Hey, Y/N, how are you?" He asks, flashing you a charming smile. You almost felt like you were going to throw up. His eyes were different than before, there was no indifference. Yeonjun doesn’t remember the Misun incident. Thank god. But that doesn’t help you from feeling guilty.

You feel your heart race as you reply, “Same old, stressed about Mr Cho’s homework. Have you finished it?”

“Oh shit, I completely forgot about that,” he replies, running a hand through his hair. “But listen, I wanted to ask you something."

“If it’s about the homework I won’t be able to help.” You laugh. You’re thankful you’re on stage because if you weren’t you wouldn’t be able to keep your voice steady.

"Well, my football team has a game coming up this weekend, and I was wondering if you'd like to come watch. I know it's not really your thing, but it would mean a lot to me if you came." He says, somewhat nervously.

You feel your heart flutter at his invitation and quickly agree, "Of course, I'd love to come watch. What time is it?"

"It's at 2 pm on Saturday," he answers, flashing you another charming smile. "Thanks for agreeing to come, Y/N. I really appreciate it."

"No problem, Yeonjun," you reply, feeling a bit flustered.

As he turns to leave, he pauses for a moment and leans in a little closer to you. "Oh, and by the way, thanks again for speaking to Johnny about getting me on the team. I owe you one."

You feel your cheeks heat up a little bit, but you quickly compose yourself and reply, "No worries, Yeonjun. I'm always happy to help."

He nods, flashing you one last smile before walking away. You can't help but feel a little giddy, feeling grateful that he asked you to come to his match. Is this your luck really turning around? Is Yeonjun finally noticing you? You try to calm yourself down and remember the conversation you had with Taehyun, you can’t obsess over this. Of course, you won’t give up on Yeonjun but you aren’t going to stand between him and Misun. You know you need to make things right with Misun, but for now, you can't help but enjoy the attention of the guy you've been crushing on.

click

You don’t watch Yeonjun leave, instead, you decide to make things right with Misun. You walk up to Misun's locker, taking a deep breath before you open your mouth. "Hey, Misun," you say, trying to sound casual.

Misun jumps at the sound of your voice and turns to face you, eyes widening in surprise. "H-hi," she stammers, clearly taken aback by your sudden appearance.

You clear your throat and try to sound as sincere as possible. "I just wanted to say that I'm really sorry for how I treated you before. I know I was really mean and I regret it. I hope we can start over and be friends."

Misun looks at you confused, clearly not expecting such an apology from someone like you. “But you’ve always been so nice to me Y/N,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry, I don't remember what you're talking about,"

You feel a pang of guilt in your chest. Of course, she wouldn't remember. The scene had changed, the writer had made it so. But you still feel the need to apologise.

"It's okay if you don't remember. I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for anything I may have done to hurt you in the past. I didn't treat you with the respect you deserve, and that's not okay," you say, trying to keep your voice calm.

Misun looks at you with surprise in her eyes. "Why are you apologising to me?" she asks, her voice quivering.

"Because it's the right thing to do," you say, feeling a sense of relief wash over you. "I shouldn't have treated you the way I did, and I want to make it right."

Misun looks down at her hands and nods her head slowly. "Thank you," she says softly. "I appreciate it."

As you turn to leave, Misun looks up at you, a small smile on her face. "Hey, Y/N?" You turn around to face her.

"I don't have any friends, and I was wondering if... if maybe we could hang out sometime?" You feel a surge of warmth in your chest as you realise that maybe, just maybe, you can make a difference in someone's life.

"Of course, Misun. I would love that." Suddenly you feel a weight on your back, you stumbled forward slightly before steadying yourself. You could recognise the person before they even spoke. Beomgyu.

You feel Beomgyu's weight as he clings to your back, his arms wrapped around your neck. "Ooh, look who's got an invitation to Yeonjun's football match!" he teases, his voice dripping with playful mockery, making kissing noises.

You roll your eyes, but can't help the grin that spreads across your face. "Shut up, Beomgyu," you playfully retort, giving him a light nudge.

Misun looked on with a mixture of surprise and discomfort, feeling out of place in the interaction. Beomgyu didn't seem to notice her presence,, as he excitedly spoke to you. You couldn't help but smile at Beomgyu's enthusiasm, but you also felt a pang of guilt for Misun, who was standing there awkwardly, clearly feeling left out. "Uh, Beomgyu, this is Misun," you said, gesturing to the timid girl beside you. "Misun, this is Beomgyu."

Beomgyu hops off your back and falls into step beside you. "Hey, Y/N, I know it's not my business, but are you and Yeonjun...you know," Beomgyu trails off, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

You roll your eyes, feeling your cheeks heat up. "No, Beomgyu, we're not 'you know'," you reply, trying to keep your voice level.

Misun looks uncomfortable as Beomgyu continues to tease you. She clearly likes Yeonjun too and the thought of you and Yeonjun together seems to bother her. "Hey, Misun. Sorry about that. We didn't mean to ignore you."

Misun shrugs, trying to hide her disappointment. "It's okay. I was just...listening."

You nod sympathetically, not wanting to make her feel worse. "Well, if you want to come to the football match with me, you're more than welcome. It'll be fun!" It’s hard to be nice to her, it’s hard to even admit that it’s hard to be nice to her. But Taehyun was right, you can’t be a bitch, you need to be a better person, even if it means inviting Misun to the football game.

Misun's eyes light up at the invitation. "Really? You want me to come with you?"

You nod, silencing your inner demon, “The more the merrier right?” Before Misun could answer, Beomgyu grabs your wrist.

“Okay, see you later Misun!” He pastes a smile on his face, dragging you away from her. You feel your body tighten as Beomgyu drags you away from Misun, who looks confused and a little hurt. You genuinely wanted to invite her to the football game. You try to protest, but he doesn't seem to be listening. Finally, he stops in front of his partner Cat, who looks up from their book with a raised eyebrow.

"What's going on, Beomgyu?" They ask, closing their book.

"This one," he says, gesturing to you. "Invited Misun to Yeonjun's game." Your friends' eyes widen, as they lean forward to hear more.

Cat exclaims in surprise. "Misun? That girl who Yeonjun likes?”

You feel your cheeks flush with embarrassment. "I didn't know that," you say quietly. "I just wanted to be nice to her."

Beomgyu rolls his eyes. "Yeah, well, you're not doing Yeonjun any favours. You're just making things worse by taking her to the game."

"But I promised Taehyun I'd be a better person," you protest. "And Misun is really nice once you get to know her."

Cat looks at you with a sympathetic expression. "I understand what you're trying to do," They say. "But you have to be careful. Yeonjun likes Misun, whether she realises it or not. Taking her to the game will only push them closer together."

You feel a sinking feeling in your stomach at her words. You don’t really like Misun all that much but you still want to try to like her. You just hope that by being a better person, you'll be able to find happiness, even if it's not with him. You try to smile, but it feels fake. The thought of Yeonjun liking Misun is too painful to bear.

Beomgyu nods in agreement, still looking unhappy about the situation. "We just don't want you to get hurt," he says, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder.

Kai, being the peacemaker that he is, tries to defend your point of view. "Guys, come on. Misun didn't do anything wrong. Y/N just wants to make things right with her. We should give her a chance."

But the others don't seem to see it that way. They see Misun as some evil person trying to take away Yeonjun from you. "She's always trying to get close to him. It's so obvious," Cat chimes in.

"But Misun is always causing drama," Yoon interjected. "She's just trying to steal Yeonjun away from you." You want to roll your eyes and tell your friends it’s actually the opposite. Misun is supposed to be with Yeonjun, you’re just trying to worm your way in.

"You're being too soft, Kai," Haechan said. “Look the damage is done, you invited her. But what if we stop her from going?”

“What are you suggesting?” Cat raises their brow.

“Let’s just say she accidentally gets locked in the supply closet.” Haechan laughs, eliciting one from Beomgyu too.

"Look, I appreciate your concern," you said, trying to sound as diplomatic as possible. "But I made a promise to myself to be a better person. And part of that means being nice to everyone." You can’t let Haechan bully Misun and you definitely cannot join into it.

“Whatever, you can be friends with her but I’m not.” Beomgyu rolls his eyes. You sigh, at least it was a start right? You were getting tired of trying to explain yourself, so when Kai suddenly announced that he was going to talk to Taehyun, you quickly tagged along.

Kai looked surprised to see you following him. "I didn't know you were friends with Taehyun," he said, a note of curiosity in his voice. “I thought you said he was a creep.” Kai tased.

You laugh in embarrassment at the memory, “You’re right, he’s a good guy.”

Kai chuckles, and the two of you continued down the hallway in silence for a while. Finally, Kai spoke up again. "I don't know why they're all so against Misun. I mean, sure, she's not the most popular person in school, but that doesn't mean she's a bad person."

You sigh, nodding your head, “They're just so convinced that she's trying to steal Yeonjun away from me."

Kai shook his head. "It's ridiculous. Yeonjun is his own person. He can make his own decisions. Besides, if he does end up liking Misun, then it's not like you can control that."

You nodded in agreement. "I just wish they could see things from my perspective."

Hyuka put a hand on your shoulder. "Hey, it's not your job to make them understand. Just do what feels right for you and if that means inviting Misun to Yeonjun's game, then go for it. It's your life, not theirs."

You and Kai walked down to the football pitch, the sun beating down on you as you approached the field. The sound of cleats hitting the pavement filled your ears, and you could see Taehyun warming up with some of the other players.

"Hey, Taehyun!" Kai called out as the two of you made your way closer to the field. “When does your practice end?”

Taehyun grinned back at you, sweat beginning to bead on his forehead. “Just trying to get warmed up for the game, haven’t even started yet. You guys coming to watch?" he asked, gesturing to the bleachers on the sideline.

"Yeah, we're planning on it," you replied. "How do you think you’re going to do?"

Taehyun chuckled. "You know, I’m pretty nervous about this one. We’ve lost every time a play against YG.”

"So, have you heard anything about YG's team?" you ask Taehyun.

Taehyun nods. "Yeah, they're really good. But we're not going to let that get to us. We're going to play our game and give it everything we've got."

Kai smiles, throwing his arms around a sweaty Taehyun. “I believe in you guys! You’ll definitely win!”

Taehyun warms in the hug, lightly patting Hyuka. “I know we will.” He says meeting your eyes. You know exactly what he meant. This is the first big game the team is having this year, and it’s extra special because it’s Yeonjun’s debut. With Yeonjun in the team, you aren’t going to lose. He’s the main character, everything is going to go his way.

"Hey, I'm going to go grab a drink. You want anything?" he asked you and Taehyun, pulling away.

Taehyun shook his head. "Nah, I'm good. Thanks, though."

As Kai walked away, you turned back to Taehyun. "Hey, so, about earlier..." you trailed off, unsure of how to bring up the topic of Misun and Yeonjun.

Taehyun raised an eyebrow in question. "What about it?"

You take a deep breath, slightly nervous, “Are we.. are we okay?”

Taehyun's expression softened. “Yeah we’re okay, don’t worry.”

“Are you sure because—“

“We’re good, I promise Y/N.” He smiles. Suddenly, Taehyun’s eyes sparkle mischievously, “Anyways, I heard Yeonjun personally invited you.” He nudges your shoulder playfully, “Looks like he’s started noticing you huh?”

You feel your cheeks flush even deeper, “It isn’t that big of a deal, I mean I did help him land the gig. He probably just felt obligated to invite me.”

As you turned to head back to the bleachers with Taehyun, Kai came back with a bottle of water in his hand. "What'd I miss?" he asked, looking between the two of you.

"Just some girl talk," Taehyun joked, giving you a playful nudge. You settle on the bleachers with Hyuka and Taehyun. You find yourself tuning out of Kai and Taehyun’s conversation, finally getting a moment of peace. You haven’t felt this carefree in well..forever! At first, it was the jumping and then it was Misun but now it just seems calm. You seem to be figuring out what to do with the entire situation. It's a relaxing and carefree moment, a nice break from the stress of school and life. Who knew sitting on the bleachers watching someone play football can be so therapeutic? You take a deep breath and enjoy the peaceful moment. The sun is warm on your skin, and the breeze is gentle. You close your eyes for a moment and just soak in the calmness of the moment.

As you open your eyes, you notice someone walking towards you. It's Yeonjun. Your heart beats faster as he approaches and sits next to you. "Hey," he says with a smile. "Enjoying the game?"

"Yeah, it's been fun to watch," you reply, trying to keep your cool.

Yeonjun smiles and looks at you with his piercing eyes. "I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the cafe the other day. Can we go today instead?"

Your heart skips a beat as he apologises, for some reason your throat starts to close up. You start to feel flustered and awkward, not knowing how to respond. "I, uh, I'm not sure if I can go today," you manage to stammer.

"That's okay," Yeonjun says with a reassuring smile. "Let me know if you change your mind. I'll be around."

“Um, uh. Cool!” You say suddenly standing up, “I have to go now.” You take long strides, walking away from the pitch.

As you're walking away from the bleachers, you suddenly feel someone grabbing your arm and spinning you around. It's Taehyun, looking at you with an amused expression. "What was that all about, huh? Running away from Yeonjun like that?"

You feel your face heat up with embarrassment. "I don't know, I just got nervous, I guess," you mutter, trying to avoid Taehyun's gaze.

Taehyun raises an eyebrow. "Nervous? Why would you be nervous? It's just Yeonjun."

You can't help but feel annoyed by Taehyun's dismissive tone. "Well, excuse me for having feelings, Taehyun," you snap back. "I know it sounds stupid, but I just can't help it. And besides, I didn't want to go out with him today. I have other things to do."

Taehyun looks at you sceptically. "Really? Because it seems like you're just making excuses. Are you sure you're not just afraid of getting rejected?"

You feel a pang of anger at Taehyun's accusation. "No, I'm not afraid of getting rejected. I just don't want to go out with him today."

Taehyun gives you a knowing look. "You're not actually interested in him, are you?"

"What? No, I am!" you protest, feeling defensive.

Taehyun tilts his head, looking at you sceptically. "Really? I've seen you talk to guys before, and you're always super confident. Are you sure you actually like him?"

You furrow your brow, feeling a little defensive. "Yes, I'm sure. Why wouldn't I?"

Taehyun shrugs. "I don't know, I just get the feeling that maybe you're not really into him."

“I do Taehyun, I promise.” You respond, staring deep into his large brown eyes.

“Okay.” He nods, accepting your answer, “I’ll catch up with you later, I need to get back to practice.” You nod, waving as he walks away.

Suddenly the thought of seeing Soobin crosses your mind. You're not sure why, but you feel a sudden urge to talk to him. You excuse yourself from the conversation and begin your walk towards the library, where you know he spends a lot of his free time.

The sun is still shining brightly, warming your skin as you make your way through the busy hallways of the school. You pass by students chatting and laughing, some heading towards their next class, while others are making their way outside to enjoy the beautiful weather.

That’s right! What’s gotten into you? You should accept Yeonjun’s date and wow him with all the books you’ve been reading! You mentally facepalm, why did you have to act like such an idiot in front of him? Now that you think about it, you also have Soobin to apologise to. Although you got his number, you’ve barely used it, using it just once or twice to get some book recommendations while you wallowed in your self-pity. In fact, you haven’t even spoken to him since he walked you home from the cafe.

‘Man I really was a bitch huh?’ You think to yourself, ‘Thank god Taehyun spoke some sense into me.’ As you step into the library, the smell of old books and the sound of quiet whispers fill the air. The shelves tower over you, filled with books on every subject imaginable. You take a deep breath and begin your search for Soobin. You walk past the rows of bookshelves, scanning the tables and chairs for any sign of him. You spot a familiar head of brown hair in the corner, and you make your way over. As you get closer, you see that Soobin is surrounded by books and papers, his eyes darting back and forth as he scribbles something down. You clear your throat to get his attention.

"Soobin?" you say softly.

He jumps at the sound of your voice, knocking over a stack of books in the process. He quickly scrambles to pick them up and straighten his papers. "Oh, hi," he says, his voice quiet and shy.

"I just wanted to say hi," you say, trying to keep the conversation light, taking a seat next to him. "It's been a while since we've talked."

Soobin nods but doesn't say anything. You can tell he's uncomfortable, and it makes you feel guilty for not reaching out to him sooner.

"I know we're not close or anything, but I didn't want things to be weird between us," you continue, hoping to put him at ease.

Soobin shifts in his seat, and you can see his fingers fidgeting with the pages of his book. "Yeah, I know what you mean," he says quietly. "I didn't want things to be weird either."

You both sit in silence for a moment, and you feel a pang of regret for not making more of an effort to be friendly with Soobin. He's always seemed so shy and awkward, and you can't help but wonder if he has any friends at all, you’ve never really seen him talk to anyone. “Uh... I read the book you recommended. The Taebaek Mountains?”

Soobin looks surprised but pleased. "Oh, I'm glad you liked it. It's one of my favourites."

You smile, hoping to put him at ease. "Yeah, it was really well-written. I especially liked how the author was able to capture the struggles of the people in rural areas. It was eye-opening for me." You pause for a moment, gathering your thoughts

Soobin's eyes light up. "Yes! That's exactly what I love about it. It's such an important book, and I think more people should read it."

You can’t help but admire the twinkle in Soobin’s eyes. His eyes light up and a smile spreads across his face as he describes the intricacies of each book he's read. It's like he's transported to another world, completely absorbed in the story. It’s kinda cute.

“What are you reading now?” You ask, leaning in a bit closer to take a look at the book and notice Soobin's face flush a bit. But you don't pay it much attention as you nod and say, "Oh, I've heard of that one. Is it good?"

Soobin seems to relax a bit as he starts to talk about the book, "Yeah, it's really interesting. The way Murakami writes just... it's like he reaches into your soul and pulls out all these emotions you didn't even know you had." Soobin's eyes light up as he starts to explain the plot to you. As he talks, he becomes more animated and less shy, gesturing with his hands and even laughing a little at some of the more humorous parts.

Finally, he finishes his explanation and looks up at you expectantly. "So, what do you think? Sounds interesting, right?"

You nod, "Yeah, it does. You really know your books, Soobin."

He looks down, bashful. "Oh, it's nothing really.” He says, handing you the book. You feel a small jolt of excitement as Soobin hands you the book "I think you'll really like it," he says with a smile, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.

"Thank you, Soobin," you reply, feeling grateful and a bit surprised by his gesture. "But aren't you still reading it?"

Soobin shakes his head, "It's okay, I can always get another copy. I want you to have it so we can talk about it later."

You can't help but feel a warm sensation in your chest at Soobin's thoughtfulness. He's always been so kind and generous with his recommendations, but this feels different somehow. It's as if he's extending an invitation to connect with him on a deeper level. Your eyes soften as you look at the book. Soobin is such a sweetheart and you’ve been so awful to him.

"I'm sorry I haven't talked to you in a while, Soobin. I've been going through some stuff and I guess I kind of shut everyone out," you say, trying to make amends.

Soobin looks up at you with a small smile. "It's okay. I understand,"

You shake your head, feeling guilty. "No, it's not okay. You're always so nice to me and I appreciate it, I should be a better friend to you."

Soobin's smile fades slightly and he looks down at his book. "We're not really friends, though, are we? I mean, we've only talked a few times about books."

You reach out and gently touch his arm. "But that doesn't mean I can't try to be a better friend. I want to get to know you better and hang out outside of the library."

Soobin looks up at you, surprise evident in his eyes. "Really? You want to hang out with me?"

You nod quickly, “Of course I do!” You plop your elbows on the table, leaning your head on it as you look at Soobin. “So, Soobin, what do you like to do other than reading?”

"Um, well," he starts, "I guess I like to write a little bit."

"Really?" you ask, intrigued. "What kind of things do you write?"

"Just some short stories," Soobin replies, a hint of shyness in his voice. "I don't really show them to anyone though. It's just something I do for fun."

“Oh my god! Really?” you say with a smile. "I bet they're really good. Will you let me read one?”

Soobin's cheeks turn pink at your compliment. "Uh, yeah, maybe," he says softly.

“So, how’d you know Taehyun?” You ask, deciding to bring up your mutual friend.

"I'm actually in the music club with him. We play instruments together."

"Wait, you're in the music club with Taehyun?" You ask, curious.

Soobin nods a small smile on his face. "Yeah, we're both in it. I play the piano and Taehyun plays the guitar."

You were impressed. "Wow, that's really cool. I didn't know you played an instrument, Soobin."

Soobin hesitates for a moment, but then he looks up at you and shyly admits, "I play the piano." He chuckles awkwardly, “I don't really talk about it much. I guess it's just not something that comes up in conversation very often."

You had no idea that he had such a talent. “No way! You can play the piano? You’re like some creative genius.” you gushed, feeling genuinely interested in learning more about him.

Soobin's face started to turn a shade of pink, and you couldn't help but tease him a little. "Aww, you're turning red, Soobin. Don't be embarrassed, you should be proud of your talent!" you said with a grin.

Soobin looked down, still blushing, but you could tell he appreciated your compliments. "Thanks," he said softly, still looking a bit bashful.

"I've always wanted to learn an instrument, but I never had the patience for it." You say.

"It definitely takes a lot of practice," Soobin says, smiling.

You gasp suddenly, causing Soobin to get slightly alarmed. You look at Soobin with a playful glint in your eye. “Can you teach me how to play the piano right now?"

Soobin looks surprised by your sudden request, but he can't hide the small smile that tugs at his lips. "Um, I don't know if I can teach you right now. I mean, we're in the library and-" You grin excitedly and take hold of his hand, tugging him along as you begin to make your way through the busy school halls. Soobin stumbles a bit at first, caught off guard by your sudden enthusiasm, but quickly regains his balance and starts walking with you. You both weave in and out of the crowd of students, dodging backpacks and classmates, until you finally reach the door of the music room.

Soobin's heart beats faster as you hold his hand, he's always admired you from afar, impressed by your confidence and outgoing personality. I mean who wouldn’t? He never thought he'd have the chance to be alone with you, let alone hold your hand. He tries to push aside his thoughts of you being out of his league and instead focuses on the task at hand.

You quickly push the door open and pull Soobin inside, feeling a surge of excitement as you take in the room filled with instruments. Soobin looks around nervously, his eyes flickering over the pianos and drum sets before he turns to you and says hesitantly, "Are you sure about this? I mean, I'm not really a teacher or anything…"

You give him an encouraging smile and pat his shoulder reassuringly. “It’s okay! I’m sure you’re a great teacher.” He takes a deep breath and tries to calm his racing heart, hoping he won't mess up in front of you

Soobin sits down at the piano and motions for you to sit beside him. You take a seat, feeling a little nervous but mostly excited to learn from him. "So, where should we start?" you ask, looking at Soobin expectantly.

"Let's start with some basic chords," he suggests, placing his fingers on the keys and guiding your hands to do the same. "First, we'll start with C major."

You follow Soobin's lead, your fingers awkwardly hitting the keys, but with his guidance, you start to get the hang of it. At first, your fingers fumble over the keys and the notes come out all wrong, but Soobin patiently corrects you and shows you how to position your hands properly. You feel a bit embarrassed at your lack of skill, but Soobin encourages you to keep trying. You play a few more chords, and with each one, Soobin's eyes light up with excitement. He's such a good teacher, and you can tell he's passionate about music.

After a while, you start to get the hang of it and play a simple melody with a big smile on your face. Soobin claps for you, and you feel proud of yourself.

"Wow, you're a natural!" Soobin says, grinning. "You picked that up so quickly."

"Thanks to you," you reply, feeling grateful for his guidance.

As you sit at the piano, your fingers tracing the keys under Soobin's watchful eye, the sound of the school bell suddenly fills the room. The loud, jarring ring echoes off the walls, interrupting your concentration and causing both you and Soobin to jump in surprise. For a moment, the two of you simply sit there, frozen, listening as the bell continues to ring. Soobin looks over at you, his expression hesitant as he asks, "Do you have to go to class?"

But you were feeling too euphoric to let the bell interrupt your time with him. "Yeah, but I'm skipping it," you said, grinning at him.

Soobin's eyes widened in surprise, and you could see the corner of his lips twitching upwards as he processed your words. "Really?" he asked, sounding both hesitant and pleased. He felt his heart flutter in his chest. He had never expected someone like you, who was so popular and outgoing, to choose to spend time with him, someone who had always been in the background.

You nodded confidently, feeling a surge of boldness coursing through you. "Yeah, really. I'd much rather be with you," you said, beaming at him.

A soft smile graces Soobin's face, and he turns back to the piano. "Okay, then let's keep practising."

Soobin carefully places his fingers on the piano keys, guiding you through each note as you watch his every movement. The atmosphere in the music room is hushed and serene as you both try not to make any noise, afraid of getting caught for skipping class. The only sounds that can be heard are the soft tinkling of the piano keys and the occasional sound of rustling pages as Soobin flips through his music book to find the next piece for you to practice.

His patient guidance and the calming sound of the piano help ease your worries and clear your mind. His gentle guidance as he helps you navigate the keys feels like a warm embrace, and you find yourself smiling without even realizing it. The sunlight filtering through the music room window casts a soft glow on your surroundings, and everything feels serene and calm. For once, you're not thinking about being popular or impressing anyone.

Despite the occasional mistake, you were improving with each passing minute, and Soobin seemed genuinely pleased with your progress. He'd lean in close to give you pointers, and you could feel his warm breath on your neck, sending shivers down your spine. You can’t remember the last time you felt this happy and carefree, and you know that it was all thanks to Soobin.

Suddenly you hear the sound of footsteps outside the music room. Soobin immediately freezes and looks towards the door in a panic. You both frantically look around the room for a place to hide, but there's nowhere to go. The music room is large and open, with just a few instruments scattered around and a couple of chairs pushed up against the wall. You're about to panic when Soobin grabs your hand and pulls you towards a small corner of the room, hidden from view. You follow his lead and huddle in the cramped space, your bodies pressed against each other. You try to slow your breathing as the door creaked open and a teacher's voice calls out.

"Is anyone in here? This is a reminder that all students are required to attend their scheduled classes."

Soobin's hand grips yours tightly as the footsteps grow closer. You feel hear your heart beating in your chest and you know that if the teacher found you, you’d be in big trouble. The footsteps stopped just outside the corner where you and Soobin are hiding. You hold your breath as the teacher's shadow looms over you. But to your surprise, the teacher's attention is drawn to a pile of sheet music on a nearby table. He picks it up and starts rifling through the pages, muttering to himself about how unbelievably messy the music room was. You and Soobin exchange a relieved glance and tried to remain as quiet as possible, waiting for the teacher to leave. Soobin's grip on your hand tightens, and you can feel his rapid breaths against your cheek. You look up at him, and your eyes meet his. Even in the dim light, you can see the sparkle in his eyes. You reach out and squeeze his hand reassuringly, hoping to calm him down.

The seconds tick by agonisingly slowly as the teacher seems to hesitate before finally leaving the room, their footsteps fading away as they walk down the hallway. As the door to the music room finally clicked shut, you and Soobin let out a simultaneous sigh of relief. You can feel Soobin's heart racing against your chest, and you wonder if he can feel yours do the same. Your bodies were still pressed against each other, and you could feel the heat emanating from his cheeks as he realised just how close you were. He opens his mouth to apologise, but nothing comes out.

You can't help but smile at how cute he looks when he's flustered. "It's okay, Soobin," you say, still grinning. "I don't mind being pressed up against you like this."

Soobin's eyes widen, and he looks even more embarrassed. "I-I'm sorry," he stammers. "I didn't mean to be so close to you. It's just that we had to hide, and there wasn't enough space."

You laugh, shaking your head. "It's fine, Soobin. I was just teasing you. You don't have to be so nervous."

Soobin nods, still blushing. "Okay," he says softly.

You feel a surge of affection for Soobin, and you can't resist the urge to give him a playful nudge. "You're so cute when you're flustered," you say, grinning.

Soobin's eyes widen even more, and he looks like he's about to pass out. "W-what? I-I'm not cute," he stammers.

You chuckle. "Oh, you are," you say. "Especially when you're all red like that."

Soobin shakes his head, still looking embarrassed. “I-I don't know why you think that," he says.

You can’t help but continue teasing Soobin, his flustered reaction just too cute to resist. "You know, Soobin, you still haven’t moved,” you quipped, grinning mischievously at him. Soobin's cheeks flush even deeper, his eyes darting away from you.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" His eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to say something, but then your stomach let out a loud rumble, interrupting him. Both of you burst out laughing, and Soobin's tension seemed to ease a bit.

"Looks like you skipped lunch too, huh?" Soobin said, still laughing.

You nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed about your stomach making such a loud noise. “What's your favourite food again?"

“Um..bingsu.” He chuckles, still unable to look you in the eye. You pull away from him, straightening your uniform.

You turn to face Soobin, a mischievous glint in your eyes. "Soobin, come with me. I want to show you something," you say, grabbing his hand once again.

Soobin looks hesitant, his brow furrowing in confusion. "What are you talking about? We can't just leave," he protests softly. “School isn’t finished yet.”

You give him an excited smile. "Trust me, it'll be worth it."

With a small nod, Soobin allows you to lead him out of the music room and into the empty school halls. You take a moment to make sure there are no teachers or students around before continuing on your mission.

"Where are we going?" Soobin asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

"To the secret cafeteria," you reply, your eyes lighting up with excitement. “They make the best bingsu."

Soobin looks at you sceptically. "And we're going now? During school hours?"

You nod enthusiastically. "Yeah, why not? It's more fun to do things when you're not supposed to." It’s like Taehyun said, nothing really matters anyway- you live in a manhwa and doing this isn’t causing trouble. If anything you’re not interfering with the story at all.

As the two of you sneak around the halls, you can feel your heart beating faster with excitement. You've always been a bit of a troublemaker, and the thrill of getting caught is only adding to the rush. Soobin, on the other hand, seems to be getting more and more nervous with each passing minute. You can tell he's not used to breaking the rules like this, and the fear of getting caught is starting to weigh on him.

"Are you sure we're not going to get in trouble?" he asks, his voice shaky.

"Relax, Soobin," you reply, trying to sound reassuring. "We'll be back in no time. And even if we do get caught, it'll be worth it for the bingsu."

You lead him through the winding hallways of the school, ducking into alcoves and behind pillars whenever you hear someone coming. As you approach the back of the school, you can feel your heart racing with excitement. Soobin is trailing behind you, looking a little apprehensive. You turn to him with a grin on your face.

"Come on, it'll be fun," you say, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the fence.

Soobin looks up at the fence, which is just low enough to jump over. He looks hesitant, but you can see the excitement in his eyes. With a deep breath, he nods his head and takes a step closer to the fence.

"Okay, let's do it," he says, taking your hand and squeezing it.

You both step back a few feet, preparing to run towards the fence. With a deep breath, you take off towards the fence, Soobin hot on your heels. As you reach the fence, you both leap up and grab onto the top, pulling yourselves over with a bit of effort.

As you land on the other side, you can feel your heart racing with adrenaline. You turn to Soobin, who looks a little shocked but also exhilarated. "That was amazing!" he exclaims, grinning from ear to ear. You both take a moment to catch your breath and let the adrenaline settle.

You stroll down the sunlit street with Soobin by your side, enjoying the warmth of the spring afternoon. The flowers are in full bloom and the air is filled with the sweet scent of cherry blossoms. Soobin looks up at you with a curious expression, trying to catch a glimpse of where you're leading him.

“Y/N, where are we going?" he asks, but you simply smile and keep walking.

You smile at him, keeping your lips sealed. "It's a surprise, just trust me," you say, your voice light and playful.

Soobin nods, a small smile on his lips. "Okay, I trust you," he says, his hand brushing against yours.

You lead him down a path that winds through a park, the vibrant colours of blooming flowers and green grass surrounding you. You can feel Soobin's curiosity growing with each step, but you keep your focus on the path ahead. The sun casts a golden glow on everything around you. The air is filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and fresh grass, as the trees rustle gently in the light breeze. The sky is a deep shade of blue, scattered with a few fluffy white clouds. As you walk, you can hear the chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves in the gentle breeze.

As you walk through the alleyways, the air is filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and the gentle breeze brushes through your hair. The alleyways are lined with small shops, selling all sorts of knick-knacks, from antique books to handmade jewellery. The colours of the shops and the decorations outside make it feel like you're in a different world. The sounds of the bustling city seem to fade away, replaced by the soft chatter of locals and the occasional song from a street musician.

Soobin is looking around in wonder, his eyes taking in every little detail. He keeps asking where you're taking him, but you just smile and say "You'll see." He walks alongside you, his hand brushing against yours occasionally, sending shivers down your spine. You notice how the sun hits his face, making his eyes shine even brighter than usual.

You lead Soobin through the winding alleyways until you reach a small, hidden cafe. The entrance is unassuming, a small sign above the door simply reading "Coffee Shop", but inside is a cosy and inviting atmosphere. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods wafts out the door, enticing you both inside.

As you step inside, you're greeted by the sound of soft music and the hum of conversation. The decor is quaint, with exposed brick walls and mismatched furniture, giving the cafe a charming and rustic feel. Soobin looks around in awe, taking in the cosy atmosphere and the eclectic artwork hanging on the walls.

"This place is amazing," he says, his eyes widening in appreciation.

You smile at his reaction, feeling proud to have shared your little secret with him. "I come here sometimes when I need to escape from the chaos of school," you admit.

Mrs Kim, the owner, looks up from the counter and her face lights up with a smile when she sees you. "Well, well, well, look who we have here," she teases, making you feel like a schoolgirl again.

You roll your eyes, grinning. "Mrs Kim, please," you say, trying to hide your embarrassment.

"Who's the lucky guy?" she asks, her eyes flickering towards Soobin. "I've never seen you bring anyone with you before."

Soobin looks at you curiously, and you can feel his gaze on you. You chuckle nervously, feeling a bit embarrassed by Mrs Kim's comment.

"Mrs Kim, this is Soobin," you introduce him, hoping to move past the awkward moment.

Mrs Kim turns her attention to Soobin and smiles warmly. "Nice to meet you, Soobin. You must be a special one if she's brought you here," she says, winking at you.

Soobin looks a bit taken aback by the comment, but he smiles politely. "It's nice to meet you too, Mrs Kim. This place seems really cosy," he says, looking around the quaint cafe.

Mrs Kim nods happily. "Yes, we like to keep it that way. We're a small operation, but we put a lot of love into our coffee," she says, gesturing to the counter where a barista is brewing a fresh pot.

You can't help but smile at the familiarity of it all. The smell of freshly roasted coffee beans fills the air, and the walls are adorned with pictures of local artists and musicians. It's always been a haven for you, and now you get to share it with Soobin.

“What can I get you both?” The older woman smiles, guiding you to your usual spot by the window. Soobin peers at the menu, taking in the assortment of food they serve at the cafe.

“2 coffees and a strawberry bingsu please.” Soobin orders, smiling.

"Ah, going for the bingsu, I see," she says with a smirk. "You two must really like each other."

You feel your face turn red as you stammer out a response, but Soobin just chuckles and shakes his head. "Mrs Kim, you're too much," he says with a smile.

Mrs Kim laughs and heads to the back to make your order, leaving you and Soobin alone at the table. You take a deep breath, feeling your nerves settle as you relax in the chill atmosphere of the cafe. Soobin catches your eye and gives you a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry, I know she's just teasing us," he says, his tone light and playful. "This place is really nice though, I can see why you like it."

You nod your head, feeling the warmth spread through you at Soobin's words. You can't help but feel grateful for his company, especially in a place that holds so much sentimental value to you.

As you wait for your bingsu to arrive, you and Soobin chat about school, music, and everything in between. You feel at ease in his presence, enjoying the simple pleasure of good company and delicious food.

Eventually, Mrs Kim returns with your bingsu and coffee, setting the frosty bowl down in front of you with a smile. You and Soobin dig into the sweet dessert, savouring the cool, refreshing taste. You catch Soobin's eye and smile, feeling a sense of contentment wash over you.

You take a spoonful of bingsu and close your eyes, savouring the sweetness of the icy dessert. Soobin follows suit and lets out a small sigh of contentment.

"This is so good," he says.

You nod, "Yeah, Mrs Kim makes the best bingsu in town."

He couldn't believe his luck; here he was, sitting with the most popular girl in school, skipping classes and enjoying a delicious bingsu in a secret little café tucked away in the alleyways. You were so beautiful, he thought, with your hair slowly swaying by the air of the fan and your eyes sparkling in the warm spring sunlight. He felt his heart race and his cheeks flush, wondering if you could hear the thumping of his heart. "How did you find this place?”, he turns to you and asks.

You smile at the memory. "It was a rainy day," you begin. "I was walking through the alleyways trying to find a shortcut home, and I saw a small sign for the cafe."

Soobin looks intrigued. "And you decided to come in?"

You nod. "I was curious. It was pouring rain, and the cafe looked so comforting and inviting. Plus, I had never seen it before, and I love discovering new places."

Mrs Kim, who is standing behind the counter, overhears your conversation and chimes in, "And now look at you, a regular customer! Bringing new friends and all!"

You laugh, feeling a little embarrassed. "Well, it's just such a hidden gem. I couldn't keep it to myself forever." Soobin couldn't help but feel grateful for your generosity. He was a quiet, reserved boy, and he didn't have many friends. But here you were, sharing your little secret with him, he couldn’t help but feel a bit special.

Mrs Kim brings over refills for the bingsu, she gives you and Soobin a mischievous grin. "So, are you two lovebirds dating now?" she asks, making Soobin choke on his bingsu.

You laugh, feeling a little flustered but mostly amused by Mrs Kim's teasing. "No, Mrs Kim," you reply. "We're just friends hanging out."

Mrs Kim raises an eyebrow, clearly not convinced. "Uh huh, just friends," she says with a knowing smile. She clucks her tongue in disapproval. "You should be dating, dear. It's been too long since that Dongsik broke your heart. It's high time you found yourself a new boyfriend."

You sigh, "Mrs Kim, we're just here to enjoy some bingsu, not to talk about my love life."

She waves a dismissive hand. "Oh, I know, I know. I'm just teasing you. But honestly, Soobin here would make a great boyfriend. He's such a nice young man."

Soobin looks like he's about to die of embarrassment. "Mrs Kim, please," he mumbles, looking down at his bingsu.

Mrs Kim shrugs and gives you a knowing smile. "Well, you never know. Sometimes the best relationships start as friendships." You roll your eyes playfully, but can't help but feel a little flustered. Mrs Kim always seemed to know more than she let on.

As Mrs Kim leaves to attend to another customer, you turn to Soobin and give him a reassuring smile, “I’m so sorry about her.”

Soobin nods, but you can tell he's still a little flustered, “It’s alright.”

Soobin pauses for a moment as if debating to say something. “Are you okay?" Soobin asks softly, “About the entire Dongsik thing?”

You let out a small sigh. It's been a few months since the break-up and the drama seems to have died down, but the memory still stings a little. You shrug and offer a small smile. "I'm fine, really. It was just a high school relationship, you know? It's not like it was going to last forever."

Soobin nods, but he still looks concerned. You can't help but appreciate his kind heart. Even though he's not Yeonjun, he still cares enough to ask about your well-being.

You find your mind wandering back to your past relationship with Dongsik. You remember how everyone in school was excited when the two of you started dating, how you were suddenly the IT couple that everyone looked up to. But deep down, you never felt the same way about Dongsik as he did about you. At the time, you thought it was just because you were still young and didn't know what love was supposed to feel like. But now, looking back, you realise that it was all just a part of the story. The writer had planned for you to be with Dongsik, to create drama and tension in the plot. And you had unknowingly played your part. Dongsik was a piece of shit, and you can’t believe the author made you date him for over a year.

Soobin looks nervous as he fiddles with his spoon, staring down at the half-eaten bingsu. He takes a deep breath before finally asking the question that's been weighing on his mind.

"Y/N, do you think you'll get back together with Dongsik?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

You can't help but chuckle at his question, knowing that the answer is a resounding no. You shake your head and reply, "No, Soobin. I don't think I'll ever get back together with him."

Soobin seems relieved at your answer, his shoulders relaxing a bit as he takes a sip of his drink. You smile at him, feeling a sense of happiness that he cares for your well-being.

"Don't worry about me, Soobin. I'm doing just fine. And besides, there are plenty of other guys out there. I'll find someone who's right for me eventually."

Soobin nods, a small smile gracing his lips. "Yeah, you will. And he'll be lucky to have you."

You feel your cheeks heat up at his compliment, and you quickly turn away, hoping he doesn't notice.

Suddenly, Soobin clears his throat and looks up at you with a small smile on his face. "Um, Y/N… I just wanted to say thank you for bringing me here. I've never been to a place like this before, and I'm really enjoying myself."

You can't help but feel a warm sensation in your chest as you watch Soobin speak. His voice is soft and gentle, and it's clear that he's trying his best to express his gratitude to you.

"It's no problem, Soobin," you reply with a grin. "I'm happy to have you here with me." Soobin's face turns bright red at your words, and he looks down at his lap, still fidgeting with his hands. It's clear that he's not used to receiving compliments or attention from someone like you. But you can't help but feel drawn to Soobin's shyness and vulnerability. It's refreshing to spend time with someone who isn't trying to put on a front or impress you all the time.

As you both continue to enjoy your bingsu, you take a moment to appreciate the simple pleasure of just sitting and chatting with Soobin. There's no pressure to impress each other or keep up appearances, just two people enjoying each other's company in a quiet corner of the city. The thought of Yeonjun briefly crosses your mind, but you quickly dismiss it. You're allowed to have fun and make memories with other people, regardless of your crush on the main character of this manhwa. For once, you're living in the shadow and free to do as you please.

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