2 - A Break Up
If You Know, I Still Do
The sky was really dark even though it's still noon. I looked through the window, wondering whether it would be raining or not soon.
My mood was not really good either, just like the dark sky. I took a glance of my phone but there was no new notification, making me to scoff impatiently.
Today marked my two months anniversary with Yong Junhyung, my boyfriend. I met him around four months ago during my mentoring period at college. Talking about coincidence, our houses were nearby so sometimes he walked me back.
We developed mutual feeling for each other and he finally confessed to me two months ago. I gladly accepted his confession since I also had a special feeling for him already.
For the past two months, everything was perfect for me. Having a loving boyfriend, staying in a class with smart classmates, hanging out with best friends.
At least until the last few days.
Junhyung had been acting really cold towards me lately. When I called him, he sounded like he's slightly annoyed and always told me that he was busy at the time. He replied my text messages shortly, unlike what he used to do.
I have talked with Junyeon and Rina, discussing about the possibility about what made him acted this way but we're clueless. I wanted to ask him but I tried to think positive; maybe he had a trouble that he had not told me yet.
I wanted to believe in him. I really cared about him that I didn't want him to be unhappy. Just that simple.
My phone vibrated as a sign of a new text message. I smiled when I read Junhyung's name as the sender; maybe he would ask me out for a date.
But I was wrong.
"Harin, let's break up."
I couldn't believe my eyes. Why would he break up with me? What did I do? What happened?
Without even thinking twice I hit the call button. I wanted to hear his voice. I wanted him to tell me that this was just misunderstanding.
"Pick it up. Pick it up," I murmur to myself while tears were threatening to fall. "Please, answer me, Junhyung... Please..."
"Yoboseyo?" he finally picked my call after seconds. He sounded really weak, as if he answered my call unwillingly.
"Junhyung, what's with your message just now?" I asked him with wavering voice. The short text message was enough to make me almost cried; I just needed him to tell me that he didn't mean it.
"I...," he paused for seconds before continuing with sad tone. "I'm sorry, Harin. I really am but... I think we can't continue anymore..."
My heart shattered into pieces because of his apology. He was serious about breaking up with me.
"No...," a tear escaped my eyes. "Why? Why, Junhyung? What did I do? Why did..."
"Harin, please don't cry," Junhyung tried to comfort me while his voice was filled with guilt. "It's for the best, okay?"
I sobbed, letting my tears to stream down. I didn't know what to say or do now. What kind of best did he try to give for me by breaking our relationship? I didn't get it.
"Harin, I'm sorry but I really need to go now...," he apologized once again. I couldn't believe he was going to leave everything unsettled. "We're still friends, right, Harin?"
I didn't answer him so he mumbled softly, "Be happy, Harin. Goodbye..."
Without waiting for my reply, he closed the conversation, leaving me with endless tears running down on my cheeks. I stared at my phone screen, looking at his name with disbelief.
My hand was shaking when I typed the text message for him, trying to ask an explanation from him. I couldn't let it slipped just like this. Not this way.
I wanted to know his reason.
"You're too nice for me, Harin. I don't want to break your heart furthermore. This is for your own good."
That's his answer.
I couldn't believe he broke up with me with that ridiculous reason. If he really loved me, why would we broke up just because I was too nice for him? Of course I wanted to be the best for the one I loved.
"What kind of my own good are you talking about?" I started to cry again. "It's about us, not me..."
I wanted to send him another text message, begging him to give me another chance so we could continue to be together. I didn't want to give up on him.
But my heart was not strong enough to bear another heartbreaking reason from him.
As if the sky could understand me, rain poured down, hitting the Earth.
I cried really hard. My heart ached as if someone just stabbed me with a knife.
He would never know that this break up haunted my life.
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Author's Note:
Another short chapter.
This chapter is a really important part for the story so I think it's better to wrap it in a chapter. :)
This chapter is a really important part for the story so I think it's better to wrap it in a chapter. :)
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