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After the small talk with Irene I feel much better now. It made me open my eyes and I realized what I have been longing for so long. The only thing that could stop me is "her". What should I do about her now, I do feel sorry tho..

I arrived home and was greeted by my mom.

"Oh you're back Jimin, are you hungry?", she asked me and patted my head.

"I'll eat thanks." I sat down and ate a spoonfull rice with soup. Man I love my moms cooking..I mean who doesn't like homemade food?

"Where's Jennie?", she asked. I almost puked.

*cough cough*

"omo Jaemin-ah are you okay? What's the matter? Eat slowly there's enough anyway", she said and gave me a glas of water.

"Thanks mom", I said and drank some of it. Man her name surprised me.

"Did you guys fight?"

"N-no", I sad.

"Jaemin-ah you've always been a bad liar. I know there is something that depressed you. Is it abou Jennie? That's the first time since she's back that she didn't come for dinner."

"Well...we..we fought a little but it's only over a small thing", I answered avoiding eye-contact.

"Jaemin. How is love a small thing?" I looked at her with my eyes and mounth wide open.

"H-h-how d-did you-"

"You're really the only one who dind't realize it aren't you?"

"S-so you knew about it too?"

"Of course. The way she looked at you and the way she's always concerned about you, isn't it obvious?"

I felt pain in my chest. Jennie's always been watching over me wasn't she..?

"Save it Jaemin. Save it", my mother said and left."

Next morning

"I'm out", I yelled and opened the door. A familiar person approached me.

"J-jennie?", I stuttered.

"Hey Jaemin, ket's go to school", she said and pulled me with her.

On our way to school she's surprisingly fine. Well