* uncommitted ;
she was beautiful and he was an undeserving asshole. should be end of story. it isn’t. it never is in a small world like the one seemingly captured too well in Seoul. he can’t remember the last time he constantly ran into people as often as he did here and he once lived in a small village in China. if that wasn’t irony, his English teachers must’ve taught him the wrong definition.
he was wrong, she’s still beautiful. if only that made a difference to him.
Jongin knew her reputation, heard the rumors, heeded none of it. his heart couldn’t possibly be broken by someone who apparently didn’t know of his own. if she was a quote unquote “heartbreaker,” he wondered what he was himself.
“long time no see,” he murmured softly, fingers carelessly curling in the end of her hair. it was different, he liked it even if he no longer liked her. “You should show me around,” another careless gesture when he grins, holds out a hand to her. by now, he had forgotten she started university, forgot she attended K-ARTs but now that he found her, who better to show him around. lord only knows how boring his current tour guide was. abandoning him had paid off for this moment.
