lately i have been seeing a picture of junhoe in a club, it was still a rumor but eh i want to read a scenario with the plot that i have in my head >:)

• ikon member ㅡ junhwe
• your character's name ㅡ chaewon
• genres ㅡ angst, drama, romance
• small plot ㅡ chaewon sees a picture of someone looking like junhoe sitting in between two girls at a club and gets mad out of her jealousy.
• other ㅡ im feeling emo rn bc of june i mean he is going to be legal this year- the ending is up to you, but make it sweet. after all, the guy in the picture is not him.

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"Chaewon!!" an annoying voice called the female who rolled her eyes and eventually turned to meet a blond girl who had once been her friend but faded away over a guy. Her eyes closed for a second before she calmly asked "What do you want?" a gasp was heard from the taller female who once flirted with Chaewon's current boyfriend. The school knew about the situation and soon after, it was basically the chaos.

"Why would I want something, honey?" Chaewon rolled her eyes and sighed "I have no time to waste on this, really." she sighed, getting up from her chair just to hear something getting smacked on her desk. There he was, her blond boyfriend with a huge smile over his lips while holding a glass of whatever drink he was having. The picture wasn't complete without two beautiful girls, with their respective drink laughing. It was hard to swallow. Her heartbeat increased as her hand rest over the male on the picture. It was Junhwe. The smile gave it away but she didn't want to believe. No, he was busy with work when he didn't call her. Her hands picked up the photo, bringing it closer to her eyes. She shook her head, smiling slightly "This isn't Junhwe." "Junhwe isn't idiot. Don't you think he deserves something more? I mean, you're a college student. He's an idol. You're..." the female stared at Chaewon as she showed a somewhat discussed face. "You're that... He's handsome. Please, he's still with you our of pity..." Chaewon stared at the female then back at the photo. Maybe she was right.

Chaewon picked up her bag and books, exiting the room with the photo as well. She wasn't the one to let herself down easily but Yoojin, the blond girl, had pulled her down especially because she had so much confidence. When Junhwe and Chaewon attended to the same school, she was okay but ever since he had quit, she found hard standing up for herself. Calmly, she walked home, not feeling like attending any other class especially since Yoojin had the same classes she did.

The second she arrived home, she threw herself on the couch and let everything she was holding, fall to the floor. When she looked at the floor, there was the picture, rubbing the fact Junhwe was no fool in her face. She was frustrated but she refused to shed any tears over whoever. Junhwe was no exception.

The following week, she didn't bother to pick up her boyfriend's calls. Her routine was the same. Getting up, college, come up fed up with Yoojin's mean comments and go to sleep. In between, she ate here and there, she studied and ignored Junhwe's calls. Other than that, she didn't care.

Everything seemed to go well ever since she started ignoring Junhwe. She would focus more when studying and even found herself peaceful as she somehow broke up with him inside her head.

The female was cooking dinner, no, she was ordering dinner as she had no food left on the fridge. She decided to take out her frustration in studying.

The bell rang. "That was quick..." the female mumbled, not caring about the oversized shirt, knee length shorts and messy hair. She looked for her wallet, picking it up from the table by the door. As she opened the door, she looked through the money "How much do I owe you?" she asked just to be pushed inside and hear the door bang. "A lot."

Her eyes blinked as her back was pushed against the door. As soon as her eyes landed on the male's chest, they wanted to discover what ever was there to see; his features, just to confirm it was who she thought it was. Of course. His voice was unique. Her eyes were now analyzing her features but soon she looked away, knowing she didn't want to talk about it.

Chaewon tried to lower her head but Junhwe knew her perfectly well. His hand wrapped under her chin, forcing her to look at him "What did I do?" his voice was in between mad and calm, which was enough reason to feel scared. His tone was too low, nothing like the usual where he would confidently speak. Chaewon kept quiet, knowing there was no use to hide it from him. "Am I not good enough?" her worries suddenly were revealed. The male scoffed, rolling his eyes. He pulled away from her, which was enough for escaping.

"You know, forget it. You can go back to those two friends of yours that were so fun to be with." she carelessly said, walking towards the living room to have the male following her "What are you talking about?" he asked, wondering where the conversation came from since she was the one not answering his calls. "You don't need to hide it from me, Junhwe." she walked towards the kitchen and took the picture out of the trash bin, throwing it at Junhwe just to have it lay in front of her feet. The male, confused looked at the photo that was on the floor. He could tell it wasn't him and the fact she was mad over a picture that wasn't even his, made him hurt. "This is not me." he scoffed, picking the picture up. "I would never use these shoes. They're uncomfortable. Plus you know I don't have piercings on my face." he pointed out. "I'm taller than the guy too. And handsomer. And definitely slimmer than he is. I wear rings and I've never seen this damn bracelet in my life. Wait... Are you jealous?" sure he would point out everything out, and that small detail of her being jealous wouldn't escape him. Chaewon shook her head. "You are indeed jealous." he commented, throwing himself over her couch as if it was his own.

Satisfied with his discovery, the male looked at the photo and rolled his eyes "Please, I look much better than he does." his fingers ripped the picture apart before he reached for his girlfriend's hand and pulling her down on the couch with him. She seemed troubled "Who gave you this photo?" "Yoojin." she answered, hiding her head in his chest before he sighed and pulled her closer "Don't believe rumors before speaking to me." he warned, looking down at his girlfriend who for some reason was holding tightly onto his shirt. He knew why. Without wasting any other second, he wrapped his free arm around her.

"You're honestly an idiot. Do you know how worried I was about you? You didn't pick up my calls nor did you answer my texts." his voice now was a simple whisper as he felt no needs to speak louder. She nodded slowly, holding onto him tightly before he suddenly remembering something. He forced her to pull away so he could look her in the eyes. "And next time you decide to say you're not enough for me, I'll make sure to make whoever put that in your head regret those words. You know perfectly well I love you." Was it Junhwe speaking? Chaewon bit down her bottom lip, feeling touched over his words. Her hands formed a knot behind his back as she nodded. She closed her eyes, wanting to avoid the tears that somehow managed to slip from her eyes, down to her cheeks. "Idiot." he rest his lips over her forehead, mumbling quietly. His arms were now back around her as she had found a comfortable position to be in his arms. Her head rest on his chest while his chin rest over her head, he hated when they were mad at each other especially when he didn't know the reason because even if he fought and left to calm himself down, he knew he would come back to make up to her.

A.N.: Damn, I published three today. I deserve an award lol. Feel free to take a look at my other stories btw and don't forget to leave your feedback and new requests xD thanks for reading.