Jonghyun's POV

Was it a coincidence? Or was it fate?

We met again after 2 years. I haven't seen her for so long.

"Jonghyun? Is that you?"

Her voice is still the same. She looks the same. Nothing changed. 

"It has been such a long time since we last met. What are you doing here?" 

"It has. I was just walking around. My dorm is nearby. What about you? I thought you left." I responded.

"It's a long story. We should go get some tea together. Are you free now?" She asked me.

"Yeah, sure. I know a cafe nearby." I replied. Then we both walked to the cafe, talking about our life the whole way.

Author's POV

You just finished your vocal training with Taemin. "Wanna get a drink? It's still early." He offered as you both walked out of the building. You shook your head gently. "No, I just wanna get back." 

He looked at you somewhat understandingly, but then let out a sigh and gave you a look as if he were saying 'oh come on..'. You shooked your head again, rejecting his telepathic message. 

Something, maybe your instincts, were telling you that home was a better place to go on that day. Your body, on the other hand, was begging you to go home too, needing rest. And your mind needed some peace. Every possible sign pointed you to go home.

"It won't take long. Just a short drink." He pleaded. "I wouldn't wanna go alone."

"Take Key oppa with you." You suggested. He pouted. "Hyung's no fun." Then looked down shyly, letting his bangs cover his eyes. "I wanna go with you." 

Aish this boy. Why is he so adorable? You thought as a smile tugged your lips at his cute behavior. No wonder everybody still treats him like a kid. "Oppa.." 

"Pretty pleaseeee? With a cherry on top?" He held his hands together, pleading childishly. "I don't like cherries." You laughed. 

"Fine." You finally surrendered at his irresistible aegyo. He let out a little cheer before the two of you began walking together to the cafe. He went on talking and talking like an excited child about everyhting he could think of. From your annoying dance trainer, to the the SM building's coffee dispenser, to his childhood teddy bear. You really didn't understand how he did that.

"You really should see the state of it now. It's like some toy you'd find in a horror movie, all teared up and worn out.."

"Oppa.."

"..and even the eyes came out. Poor little thing, I can't believe I'm still keeping it. It's been so long since I've noticed it.."

"Oppa." You said a little louder.

"..I don't remember where it is now though. Must be somewhere in my room, or maybe my eomma knows since she's always putting my things everywhere.."

"Oppa!" You finally shouted, making him stop and look at you with his eyebrows raised. "Huh?" You couldn't help but laugh at his clueless expression, only making him more confused. "What?"

"Oppa, you're really talktative today." You smirked at him and he rubbed the back of his neck coyly. "Ah.. Um, sorry. Did you want to say something?"

"I just wanted to tell you that we passed the cafe." You pointed behind making him blush. "Oh, really? Ha ha, I er, didn't notice." He faked his laugh and quickly turned around to cover his red face. You chuckled at the clumsy boy and followed him. 

You both made your ways into the cafe, not really noticing anyone else around you. You didn't really bother actually. Your mind was too tired to care about anyone else in the cafe. All you wanted to do was get a drink, and go home. 

"You okay?" Taemin suddenly asked as you both took your seat at one of the empty tables. He noticed you go into a daze for a moment. "Uh." You perked up at him. 'Yeah, I'm fine."

"You sure?" 

"Yeah. I'm just tired." You thinly smiled at him.

"Sorry."

"NOW you say that?" You making both of you laugh. You spotted a waiter and held your hand up to call him, but he didn't see you. You huffed, mentally glaring at him. Taemin saw you and chuckled. "This is how you do it."

He put up his hand and snapped his fingers arrogantly, catching the attention of another waiter who was already serving another table. He nodded at Taemin, telling him that he'll be there in a while. Then Taemin looked back at you with a proud smirk.

But you didn't bother to look at Taemin's proud face. You were looking somewhere else. In fact, you were looking at the direction of the waiter who Taemin had called.

"Spotted a hot guy?" Taemin teased you, seeing your eyes go a little wide. You shook your head, your eyes still at the same spot. It wasn't the waiter you were looking at. It was the people he was serving. 

Jonghyun.

Your eyes started to sting. Not just because you spotted Jonghyun. But because he was sitting with someone else. Taemin frowned at your expression, then turned his head to the direction you were looking. He saw it too. The girl sitting with Jonghyun.

Shin Sekyung. Jonghyun's ex girlfriend. 

They were holding hands, and laughing. You saw the way Jonghyun looked at her, listening so carefully to what she was saying. Your whole world fell apart. Tears threatened to fall, but you managed to hold them in. Taemin placed his hand on yours, looking into your eyes, feeling sorry. You shook your head and got up. You had to leave.

But the moment you got up, your chair scratched the ground, making a loud noise. All eyes were on you. Including Jonghyun's. your eyes met for a moment before you quickly looked down and walked out of the shop. Taemin watched you leave, then saw Jonghyun getting up, leaving Sekyung and chase after you.

'I saw Jonghyun oppa sitting with Sekyung eonni.' You thought to yourself as you walked back to your apartment. You didin't think your eyes saw them wrongly. They were holding hands and laughing. They were definitely holding hands. You saw it.

Why.. Why would he go back to her? You thought. He told you that he was over her. He said that he would never go back to her. He.. He lied. Your tears blurred up your vision slightly.

You paced your steps faster, before tears start pouring out. You didn't want anyone to see you in this state. Suddenly your phone started ringing. You pulled it out and looked at the screen. Jonghyun. 

Tears began rolling down your cheek. '. NOW he calls?' You rejected the call angryly and tucked the phone back into your pocket. "I hate you, Jonghyun." You muttered to yourself as more tears spilled out. 

You walked as fast you can to reach your apartment, hoping nobody would notice you. But just as you were passing by the park, you heard your name being called. 'Damnit!'  You cursed in your mind. You didn't want to talk to anyone right now. Now, you just hated the whole world. If you could do one thing, it's to shout as loud as possible. 

You quickened your steps, but someone grabbed your shoulder.

"_____-ah, why the hurry?" Minho asked as he spun you around to face him, only to see your red nose and teary eyes. His eyes widened. "Wha- What happened?"

Anger was burning inside of you. You couldn't help but feel so frustrated. You turned away from him, not wanting to say anything. He gripped harder. "Look at me. What's wrong?" 

You shook your head, softly mumbling that it was none of his business. But he didn't let you go. "Baby.." He tried to coo you.

"Baby?" You suddenly looked up to him, feeling your insides boil. He noticed your sudden spark and softened his grip.

"Babe, listen to me-" 

"Don't call me that, Minho!" You cut his sentence, surprising him. He quickly shushed you, placing his finger on your lips. "I want you to understand that I love you. Calling you 'baby' makes me happy."

"Shut up!" You shouted. Your limits were reached. You couldn't take it. It was just the most horrible time for Minho to say such stupid things to you now. "Shut up, Minho! Just shut up! Stop all this crap! I can't bear it anymore. Why are you so stubborn? It's all your fault." Your tears started spilling out again. Your face grew red. "It's your fault! If you hadn't come into the room that day, if you hadn't kissed me that day, if you hadn't confessed to me that day, things would had been different!" 

Minho blinked at you, unable to say anything. "What do you mean?" He managed to ask. You growled in frustration, pulling the ends of your hair while spilling out more tears. "It's your fault Jonghyun is with her. It's your fault I couldn't tell him how much he meant to me. It's your fault I feel like dying!"

"What are you talking about?"

"You don't understand, do you?" You gritted through your teeth angrily. Your mind was just burning with corruption. You weren't thinking straight anymore. All you could think of is anger. There was no point hiding in your feelings anymore. This was the last straw.

You took a step threatening step towards Minho. "Jonghyun oppa doesn't talk to me anymore. He doesn't look at me anymore. And now, he's going out with Sekyung noona. He doesn't know how much he means to me. He doesn't know how much I love him." You threw your words as Minho stared at you, shocked. He'd never seen you so angry before.

"You know why?" You asked him harshly. "Because of you! I hate you Minho. It's your fault me and jonghyun are so distant now. And you only make me feel irritated! You just won't let me go. You'll never understand Minho. You.. You.. I hate you!" You started crying into your palm, shaking at every breath you took. He tried to say something, but you ignored him and walked away. You never wanted to see him again.

Walking as fast as you could, you reached your apartment quickly. You went in and threw yourself on the couch, screaming your heart out into the pillows. It hurt so much to see Jonghyun with another girl. Especially Sekyung noona. The images of them laughing and holding hands kept haunting your thoughts. 

'Oppa..' You thought. 'Why are you doing this to me?'