2017

JAEWON

It was a little bit past noon when I came to Jennie’s dorm.

It was the day after she barged into my flat to get me out of my room.

I've finally had time to go and find her, but she wasn’t around.

Her manager let me inside to wait.

I was just about to dial her number when she arrived looking like a mess.

“Where have you been?” I asked as she stepped into the living room.

She was surprised to see me.

“Uhh... out drinking.” She answered groggily, “What are you doing here?”

I sighed, “It’s my parents’ anniversary. Did you forget?”

“Ahhh so that’s why you’re all dressed up.” She nodded to herself. “And yeah, I forgot. I’m sorry.”

Then she pointed to my face, “Hey, you’re looking much better now.”

“Thanks.” I forced a smile, “Though I couldn’t say the same to you.”

“What do you mean?” she frowned as she turned around to check herself in the mirror.

“Oh. My. God.” she screamed as she moved closer to her reflection.

“We’re going to have afternoon tea with my family.” I said.

“Okay.” she answered without turning around.

“I already asked your manager if I could take you out. So go get ready.” I grabbed her by the shoulders, pulled her away from the mirror, and pushed towards the hall that lead to her bedroom.

She stopped right before the door and faced me, pouting. “I might take a while.”

We arrived at the venue late, as usual.

Jennie had already met my family during several occasions in the past and had instantly been ambushed by my mom and aunts who were curious to know how she’s been.

They were busy chit-chatting when I excused myself to go to the restroom.

As I stepped out of the private room, I ran into my sister who had also just arrived.

She was relieved to see me.

“Ya!” she slapped my arm, “What happened to you the other day??”

“Ouch!” I squealed.

Then she took a peak inside the room to check if I brought Jennie with me.

“Does she know?” she whispered.

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There were only two other people who knew about my issues,

and those were Jennie and my sister.

Long story short, I’ve fallen crazy in love with a girl in the past - my first love.

We were together for a year.

And so much had happened within that time that I thought we would never separate.

I thought she was the one.

But it only ended with her leaving me for someone else.

And I didn’t even see it coming.

I tortured myself with thoughts of regret after that.

Though everybody else expressed otherwise, I was convinced it was my fault.

And I shut myself away from everything and everyone.

No one could get through to me up until I met Jennie.

That was when my condition got a bit better.

Her presence made me forget about a