04.
Bloom.Behave well and everything will be alright.
Make sure to study hard and always pay attention during classes.
Never forget to be polite, to be kind, to be generous.
This was how Minhyun had lived his whole life.
He doesn’t necessarily hate it, but he doesn’t particularly love it either.
Nothing much has changed, honestly.
Ever since he was young, he had always been a ‘goody-two-shoes’ sorta guy.
That reputation just stuck with him.
Everyone knows who Minhyun is, even though they’ve never known him personally.
The intelligent, gentle prince who never fails in all aspects of life.
He’s used to the empty compliments as if he didn’t know what their true intentions were.
He’s used to it.
It was all a show just so they could get a helping hand from someone who would carry the whole weight of the ‘group’ project by himself.
He’s used to being played like this. He’s used to being used constantly because of his brain.
He hates it.
So ing much.
But, what can he do?
Because what they don’t know is—Minhyun’s also a coward.
It’s one of the aspects that he lacked in his personality.
He doesn’t dare to object something nor someone. The slightest bit of hesitation evident on his face just needed to be persuaded a teensy bit more, and he’ll end up doing it anyway.
If he were to reject someone, imagine the rumors they’d spread of him. Besides, he doesn’t completely hate them anyways for using him, hell, he could care less. It’s just—
He’s tired.
But he learned how to cope with all this.
Just put on a smile and everything will be fine.
He thought that maybe this way, it wouldn’t hurt as much.
He thought that he’ll be alright, all by himself.
He really did.
It was a day like any other day that’s typical for Minhyun.
Being bombarded with questions;
“What was your answer?”
“Have you done the homework?”
“How do you solve this?”
The list can continue endlessly.
What a fantastic way to start high school, he supposes.
However, he can’t deny that his school life was just starting to get more interesting than before.
Jaehwan. Kim Jaehwan is his name.
Minhyun really doesn’t have a solid opinion or impression of the guy.
He just thinks he’s so—so weird. In all the right ways, of course.
It’s just—well—he had never seen a guy so carefree before. Not a single day goes by without a smile on Jaehwan’s face.
Sometimes he’s the class’ clown, other times he’s the of the joke. But it seems like he doesn’t care at all.
Don’t get him wrong, he still tries to pursue good grades, this Jaehwan guy, but he absolutely doesn’t care about what others think of him.
It must be nice, Minhyun thinks.
To be so carefree.
To be so happy.
As much as he’d try to get ‘Jaehwan’ out of his head, he just can’t help but be even more intrigued to him. He was so unusual, yet fascinating. Minhyun just couldn’t help but want to know more.
Maybe it was because he was the exact opposite of who Minhyun was.
Minhyun was an exact replica of a cookie cutter, whereas Jaehwan was just a big, messy dough that couldn’t be contained, no matter how hard they’d tried.
But just as how Jaehwan barely cares about what others think of him, others barely care for him at all. They treat him as if—as if he’s a nuisance.
Because of course, who would ever remember what Jaehwan’s smile looks like, and how is laugh sounds like.
Typically, others would forget about it within a matter of hours, it’s Jaehwan after all.
Others just find him bothersome; they don’t want to be near him.
Not Minhyun.
And maybe—just maybe—Jaehwan had already become a big impact in Minhyun’s life, more than he had ever thought he would.
“God, what is it that you want this time?”
A very, very familiar voice startled Minhyun out of his daily trance. He usually lets his mind wander into the realms of his own imaginary world; a way to cope amidst all the chaos.
“All I’m saying is that if you could’ve kept that mouth of yours shut for one second, everyone’s lives would be so much better!”
“Oh please, like I’ve told you before, I’m not here to impress nor please anyone. I could care less for your bull.”
Oh boy.
Things were getting heated alright.
“My bull? Last time I checked, I wasn’t the one who’d cause a ruckus at every goddamn lesson! For ’s sake Jaehwan you’re such a ing !”
“Oh? So I’m the now?” he chuckled.
“Huh, that’s funny! Last time I checked, I wasn’t the one cheating on a goddamn test, and I’d never dare to cheat on my partner. But, you didn’t even hesitate—did you? Or did I get my facts wrong?”, Jaehwan sneered.
“Why you little—”
“Hey, watch it. One more word from that mouth of yours and I’ll be telling her everything that you’ve done,” Jaehwan quickly snapped back.
Everyone was startled at the sudden heated conversation between the two.
Of course, Minhyun was also surprised.
It was his first time seeing Jaehwan get so annoyed.
“God, sometimes I wish I could sew your mouth shut,” he muttered under his breath.
“Still heard that, still don’t care. You’re not the first one to say that dear, and you’re certainly not the last,” Jaehwan said as he got up from his seat and yawned.
“Have fun in class, your bull made me so exhausted, I’m gonna head off and sleep in the clinic. Tell the teacher I’m skipping class or I’m sick, anything will do. I’m sure they know by now anyway.”
As he was about to leave, he couldn’t help but smirk as he said his last remark.
“Oh—and newsflash, they probably don’t care either!”
And just like that, Jaehwan merrily walked his way out of the class, not even sparing a glance back.
Sure enough, that student was enraged, but that just shows how undefeated Kim Jaehwan truly is.
No matter the number of insults he’d receive, he truly doesn’t ing care about what others think of him.
And if we’re all being truthful here, Minhyun wanted to beat the living out of that guy. How dare he say such insults to Jaehwan? Really? As if he thought he could win in the first place?
What a joke.
Never had Minhyun ever seen such a conversation go down like that before. He was startled, yes, furious, absolutely, but he was also overwhelmed.
Because when he was younger, all he could do was receive such criticisms silently, never fighting back. That was how his mother had raised him.
“Accepting criticisms will make you an even better person, Minhyun!”
“Why are you so quiet?”
“Why is your voice so girly?”
“Nerd!”
“Geek! All you do is just read your books all by yourself, you won’t have any friends!”
“Stay away from us, you’re too boring.”
All he wanted to do was just to please everyone.
All Minhyun wanted to do was just to be likable, he just wanted to make friends.
But they all shoved him away.
Was it because of his personality? His behaviors or habits perhaps? Or maybe its just because he had always been quiet?
Maybe it’s just because he was ‘different’ than the other kids in his class; he never liked playing sports, running around, all those outdoor activities.
Of course, he doesn’t have a grudge against them now. They were just kids after all. But for Minyhyun, it kinda stuck around for years. It was already ingrained into his mindset.
So, if he could be brutally honest for once, then yes, he admits that he might just admire Jaehwan a teensy tiny bit.
The fact that Jaehwan just stood up all by himself, defended himself, and walked away unbothered was something that Minhyun had always wanted to do.
Jaehwan received all of those insults, yet he was completely unfazed by it as if he had accepted it all. He’s used to being called loud, a nuisance; it’s not new for him.
Jaehwan is a person that has accepted all of his flaws and learned that it’s a part of him, and he’s not afraid to admit it.
Don’t get him wrong, Minhyun wanted so badly to stop the conversation from heating up even further, but he couldn’t.
He’s a coward after all.
He doesn’t have enough courage to say things like “cut it out” or “stop it”.
And that’s something new for Minhyun.
He had never really bothered with strangers before.
Sure, he’s a very caring and gentle person, he admits it. His mother had carefully raised him to be a gentleman in front of everyone’s eyes.
But he’d always ensure that no strings were attached.
Not after what had happened.
He’d care for them just enough to give a good impression, but he wouldn’t bother to meddle into their personal lives.
But not when it comes to Jaehwan.
Something urged him to protect Jaehwan from all these insults, a sudden need that he had never felt before.
He felt his heart pound a little faster than before, but he thought nothing of it.
He continued to daze off for the rest of the day, minding no business to his restless heart.
“Hey, Minhyun? Could you do me a favor?”, the teacher called him at the end of the lesson.
Today felt a bit emptier than other days. Must be because of the blistering summer heat, or must be because a certain someone happened to be absent for the whole day.
Jaehwan hadn’t attended class all day.
That itself is very rare.
Jaehwan might be—well, Jaehwan—but he’s one of the most diligent students that Minhyun knows off.
He has skipped several classes, but never a full day.
He still finishes all of his assignments despite handing them a week later. He might sleep in class (quite a lot) but at least he puts effort into everything.
Well, at least he tries to.
But today was just too quiet for Minhyun’s liking, and he’s an absolute er for quiet places.
It got to the point where he tried to do anything to distract himself from falling asleep or dozing off during classes.
Usually, Jaehwan would snore or laugh at this point, but he wasn’t there.
Minhyun hadn’t seen him all day.
And he can’t help but wonder just where could he be.
“Please hand these to Jaehwan for me, thanks,” she said while handing him several handouts that Jaehwan missed out on.
“It felt weirdly pleasant today during my class without that kid, although it was a bit too quiet for my own liking,” she chuckled.
“He’d always either laugh or sleep that boy,” she sighed, “I hope he’s alright.”
Me too.
Wait…what…?
‘Why…? We’re not even friends,’he thought to himself.
“Anyway, you can go home now, it’s already evening. See you tomorrow, Minhyun,” and just like that, the teacher scurried away, leaving him alone with his thoughts.
He couldn’t help but just sigh at his own random thoughts sometimes.
He shook his head and started to pack his things up and head outside of class.
Before going home though, he decided to head to the music room for a while.
Minhyun had never told anyone about this, but he adores playing the piano.
And singing.
But of course, who would he tell it to? He’s too shy about it—no, maybe he’s just insecure.
He sighed (again), but his ears quickly picked up the faint, distant sound of the piano.
As far as he’s aware, no one’s usually at school until this late. Well, at least not in the music room.
Just as he was walking towards the room to peek at who was playing, the said person walked out himself.
Something in his appearance reminded him of Jaehwan.
His chestnut, bowl-like hair. His relatively short height. His baggy beige sweater that looks worn out but he swears it’s new.
Maybe—just maybe, that’s indeed Jaehwan.
Minhyun could satisfy his curiosity and ask Jaehwan if he just played the piano, but he decides to just keep it to himself (for now).
“Jaehwan?” he asked meekly.
The said man stopped in his tracks and immediately looked back to see who would call his name with such a voice.
Usually, whenever people mention his name its either with frustration or with pure boredom.
Never a gentle one.
“Y-yeah?” Jaehwan replied while wiping his eyes.
Minhyun approached him cautiously and handed him the papers.
“The teacher told me to give you these, since uh, you were absent the whole day? At least that’s what I thought, but turns out you’re here,” he said, voice tinged with concern.
He noticed Jaehwan’s eyes were avoiding his gaze.
“O-Oh, thanks, Minhyun,” he said while his trembling hands collected them, “ I—I wasn’t really feeling too well today, so I-I decided to just take a day of I-I guess,” he said almost dejectedly.
At the same time, Minhyun immediately took in his disheveled appearance.
This wasn’t the typical Jaehwan he knew of.
This Jaehwan in front of him was miserable, he was…sad.
Minhyun had never seen Jaehwan sad before, and he hates seeing him like this. He doesn’t know why.
It just felt so—so wrong to see him sad.
His eyes were rimmed red, glass-like as it reflected the evening sun.
His hair messier than usual, all the strands sticking out in places they had never been before.
His nose a faint shade of red, his voice slightly coarser than before.
He smiled, but it was forced. Minhyun knew it was forced.
Whenever Jaehwan smiled, Minhyun noticed that his smile would reach wide across his face, his eyes would form crinkles around its’ edges, his cheeks resembling dumplings.
But not this time.
“Are you alright?” he gently asked, careful of every gesture he did.
Minhyun didn’t even realize he had accidentally blurted it out.
He let his curiosity win against him for now, he supposes.
For a moment, Jaehwan was startled. But he recovered himself so quickly, anyone would’ve missed it if they weren’t paying such close attention.
“Y-Yeah, yeah I-I’m ok. W-why do you ask?”
If Minhyun wasn’t listening so intently, he would’ve missed the slight whimper and tremble in his voice.
“O-Oh, well, uh, its n-nothing really. I just—you just look a little sad today, that’s all.”
Before Jaehwan could even ask him how did he notice, Minhyun quickly cut him off, and suddenly handed him a…
handkerchief?
“Here. You can use it and bring it home for the meantime, i-if you’d like,” he said while scratching the back of his neck. Which he never does whenever he’s nervous.
“O-oh, th-thank you..? Th-that’s very kind of you, Minhyun. I appreciate it, really,” he slightly sniffled while clutching the handkerchief—hishandkerchief—between his now sweaty palms.
“Just return it whenever you’d like! I-It’s fine,” Minhyun softly said while smiling.
“Anyways, I’ve got to go now, see you tomorrow?”
Jaehwan didn’t really know how to answer the unexpected question, but he thinks that once he sleeps all his thoughts away, tomorrow will be just okay.
“Y-yeah, sure. See you tomorrow, Minhyun.”
And just like that, the two of them walked their separate paths, unconsciously making their very first promise, out of the countless ones they’ll have.
Minhyun tried to seem unfazed the next day when Jaehwan returned his handkerchief but failed to do so (as expected).
“T-Thanks Minhyun. It kinda meant a lot when you uh—yeah,” Jaehwan said while scratching the back of his neck, trying to hide the blush creeping up his face.
Minhyun failed to suppress the smile that was slowly forming on his face; he couldn’t help it.
He had never seen Jaehwan so shy and timid before.
“No, it’s alright! Really, it is,” he gently smiled, “I’m glad you’re feeling better today, Jaehwan.”
That was the first time that Jaehwan had ever directed his smile at him.
At Minhyun.
After all that, no one dared to question Jaehwan when he started to talk to Minhyun more.
No one dared to ask Minhyun either as to why he’s hanging out with that boy.
They were found together during classes, lunch, even walking to the bus stop together.
At one point, everyone stopped questioning; they stopped caring.
They were satisfied knowing that Jaehwan’s blabbermouth was now occupied by Minhyun’s ears.
Minhyun’s life seemed to be so much brighter now.
He laughed more, he smiled more, he was finally happy.
He could care less of what others thought of his newfound friendship with Jaehwan.
He felt carefree with him, a feeling that he had always yearned the moment he first set his eyes on the peculiar boy.
He thought that finally—finally, life seemed to be just alright.
Minhyun’s the type of person who loves to solve things.
Whether it’s puzzles, riddles, or equations; you name them, he’ll solve them.
Although, sometimes he can’t answer them.
But it’s fine, really; he’s not annoyed by it.
That won’t upset him, he’ll just quietly go about his day, quickly forgetting about it.
But something has been bothering him lately.
For the past few weeks.
Can someone please—please—tell him why is Jaehwan avoiding him?
Minhyun is utterly confused. Did he do anything wrong?
If so, he can’t remember what he did to make Jaehwan act this way.
You might think he’s overreacting because really its only been 2 weeks but its just too strange.
They had never been separated for this long before.
And it’s freaking him out.
Because he just can’t figure out why .
Ever since that day where Jaehwan suddenly rushed out off class, things have been weird.
Not only because he had never seen Jaehwan run that fast before, not even during gym class, but also because he didn’t even wait for Minhyun.
He didn’t hesitate to run.
That sort of rubbed off the wrong way. He supposes.
And that phone call—anyone could tell something was off.
You didn’t have to be friends with Jaehwan to know something was wrong.
“I said I’ll be fine, hyung. Thanks, though. Have fun with Minki.”
After all these years being friends with Jaehwan, he had never talked to Minhyun that way.
Never.
Jaehwan knew that he could trust Minhyun to accompany him no matter what.
He knew that...right?
At least, that’s how it’s been for the past years.
And when Jaehwan mentioned Minki’s name, it was as if he spat it out.
As if it was something poisonous.
After that phone call, Minhyun wanted to call him back immediately. But Minki swiftly approached him, cheerfully asking him if he’s done.
Minhyun didn’t think much of it then.
He assumed that perhaps, after all these years of being friends with him, Jaehwan just needed some space.
Maybe he just had a rough day and needed a good nap.
He knew well that wasn’t the case, and something weird settled within his heart, but he brushed it off. It ended up bothering him for the whole day, though.
He’s been hanging out with Minki for the past few days—well, weeks to be more precise.
It just started as the usual situation with the homework and assignments, but when Minki decided to sit a row in front of him, things have changed.
Don’t get him wrong, it didn’t change for the worse if that’s what you’re asking.
Choi Minki is a very cheerful boy. His smile resembled a cat’s, quite adorable he’d say.
(But of course, nothing compared to Jaehwan’s.)
To be frank, Minhyun misses hanging out with Jaehwan.
They still hung out everyday, but definitely much less than before.
Minhyun suspects something behind all of Minki’s actions, but then again he doesn’t wanna read too much into it. He doesn’t mind it a single bit, actually.
But he’s not as comfortable with Minki, unlike how he feels with Jaehwan.
The next day after that phone call, Jaehwan didn’t turn up to class.
At first, Minhyun felt very worried.
He knew something was wrong.
But for the first time, he hesitated whether he should call him.
Something within him urged him to call.
What if he’s feeling sick?
What if he has a fever?
Has he eaten yet?
However, he thought that maybe Jaehwan doesn’t wanna meet him.
At least not for now.
He sighed and decided to head to the school’s café. Maybe a cup of coffee can take his mind off things.
Just as he was heading towards the place, he abruptly heard a very, very familiar and distinct laugh, not too far from where he was.
J aehwan.
Minhyun wanted so badly to scream out his name, ask him if he’s alright, but he wasn’t alone; Daniel was laughing with him too.
Something was stopping him though; his feet wouldn’t budge.
Minhyun knew that they were just friends—strictly, just friends.
They’d been friends ever since middle school; he had heard enough of Jaehwan’s stories about the man to know what he’s like.
But he can’t help the small pang in his heart. He would’ve missed it if he didn’t stare as long.
He just couldn’t tear his eyes off of Jaehwan.
He also knew damn well that he shouldn’t be feeling this way.
This was the first time he had ever felt such a way.
He hates it.
He didn’t realize that he was dazing off for some time until a phone notification snapped him out of it. He didn’t bother to check it though.
He decided that he really needed that cup of coffee.
A week had passed by.
Probably the most boring and uneventful week Minhyun has had ever since his high school years.
You didn’t have to be observant to notice that the poor prince was in an unusual slump.
He wasn’t smiling as much anymore; it seemed forced nowadays.
And it was all because he wasn’t with Jaehwan.
Jaehwan didn’t even approach Minhyun anymore during classes. Daniel, who used to sit quite far from the boy, was now technically stuck to him like gum.
Both would constantly chatter softly, laughing at their own weird antics.
Minhyun absolutely despises the fact that he’s so bothered by it all.
He knew well that they probably just miss each other, and he shouldn’t be thinking too much into it.
As usual, he’s stuck in his own little world, overflowed with all of his insecure thoughts.
A cup of coffee and a walk sounds really good right now.
For the nth time that day, he let out a heavy sigh and walked out of class.
(He didn’t notice that a certain someone had missed him too.)
Just as he was wallowing in self-pity, something—more like someone—suddenly latched onto his shoulders.
He was this close in losing his cool—until he realized it was just Minki.
“Hey, Minhyun!”, ah yes, that voice.
“Why the long face man? You okay?”
Minhyun really doesn’t want any sort of company right now, but he figured that maybe telling Minki off just seemed too rude. He supposes he could tag along.
“Yeah, yeah. Just—tired, I guess,” he huffed out.
“I can tell. Anyways, you’re heading to the café, right? Let’s go!” he chirped as he grabbed his wrist.
“U-Uh, Minhyun..?”
Despite how meek and quiet that voice was, Minhyun wouldn’t have mistaken it for someone else.
“Jaehwan.”
“A-are you busy right now?” he quietly asks while sneaking a glance to Minki.
“I-I mean, if you are, then its alright, we can just talk another time.”
“Yeah, he—” Minki started but quickly got cut off.
“No. No, I’m free,” he said, slowly releasing himself from Minki’s grip.
“Sorry, Minki. Uh—let’s just go together next time, alright?”.
“Let’s go, Jaehwan.”
And just like that, without hesitation, he grasped Jaehwan’s hands and walked off.
They were walking in the park. It was somewhat cold as winter was approaching; nevertheless, he couldn’t help but feel warm inside, because finally—finally, he’s with Jaehwan.
Despite the awkward silence, he felt comfortable with him. That’s what he had always loved whenever he’s with Jaehwan. He didn’t feel obliged to talk with him all the time.
Sometimes, silence is enough.
“Actually—I’ve been, uh, meaning to tell you something, I guess...”, Jaehwan softly trailed off. Their walk had turned to a leisure stroll now.
It was perfect, really; it was quiet, the breeze was just right,
Minhyun couldn’t have asked for anything more.
He could clearly see that Jaehwan was evidently worried about something.
Even though he couldn’t see his entire face, he just knew Jaehwan was troubled.
“Jaehwan, hey—you know you can trust me with anything, right? I don’t want you worrying over it, so just tell me. Its alright, I promise,” he immediately reassured him.
Old habits never die huh, he thinks.
And for the first time in a while, he took in Jaehwan’s appearance.
He noticed all the things that were so much clearer now.
It’s only been a week, but he missed this—so ing much.
Was Jaehwan always this shy? He’d never seen him act this way before.
Was he always this tiny? Minhyun swore his shoulders were wider than he remembered.
Was his hair always this tone of brown? It must be because of the sun.
When Jaehwan finally looked up at him, his heart did incredible things.
His eyelashes seemed so long. They even cast a soft shadow beneath his eyes.
His cheeks seemed much fuller; he must be eating well. Minhyun’s relieved.
His eyes would subtly meet with his—it sent his heart beating so fast, he could run a marathon.
His—his lips.
Truthfully, he had never paid that much attention to them. But, they seemed rosy and slightly chapped, Minhyun should remind him to wear chapstick and drink some more water after this.
They still remained as enchanting as ever, though.
Minhyun could’ve missed the words that oh so gently slipped out of Jaehwan’s mouth, but fortunately, he still had his sanity intact.
“I-I like,” he stuttered, “love—I love you.”
“I’ve always loved you, Minhyun.”
At this point, they stopped walking entirely.
Time seemed to stop right then and there.
Minhyun didn’t know what to do—his feet wouldn’t budge, he couldn’t even smile.
He looked at Jaehwan’s eyes, thinking that maybe it was some kind of sick joke—but they looked straight back at him.
He knew; Jaehwan meant every word that he just said.
He wanted to say something back, say something—anything for god’s sake—to fill this deafening silence. It was starting to sting his ears.
But what could he say?
He frantically tried to think of something to say, but nothing came to mind.
Was he supposed to say the same thing back to him?
It seemed tempting—but was he sure?
Does he feel the same way for Jaehwan too…?
Minhyun didn’t know.
He does like Jaehwan—as a friend, as an overall person too—but, he didn’t know if he could say that he ‘loved’ him too.
He genuinely cares about Jaehwan, he wants him to be happy, he wants to be with him at all times; it’s clear for anyone that this might just be ‘love’.
The thing is—Minhyun had never been in ‘love’ before.
Jaehwan was the very first—and is the only person he’d ever been this close with.
He’s confused.
He doesn’t want to mistake his feelings for his friend as something else.
It's hard to distinguish whether the love you have for your friend is romantic, or if it's just some kinda random fling.
As soon as he (somewhat) cleared his mind, the sight in front of him made his heart drop.
Jaehwan just stared back at him with expectant eyes, it physically hurt him that he couldn’t say the same thing back—just yet.
But one glance was all it took for Jaehwan to understand.
It was all he needed.
Jaehwan’s face immediately fell, his face slowly distorted to something that hid sadness beneath it all.
“Ah… I knew it…,” he whispered while pitifully smiling to himself.
Tears began to trickle from his eyes, and that’s when Minhyun snapped out of it all.
“W-wait, Jaehwan, I-I—"
“N-No, its alright. I—I get it, its fine, really,” he sniffed and wiped his tears away with his sleeves, “I-I gotta go back now.”
“Thank you, Minhyun,” he said while flashing an apologetic smile—the sight only breaking Minhyun’s heart even further,
“For everything.”
Before Minhyun even had the chance to respond, Jaehwan hurriedly walked past by him.
Minhyun only stood there, unmoving.
His mind was a jumbled mess—a mess that he couldn’t solve.
For the first time, he didn’t dare to call Jaehwan.
For the first time, he didn’t run after him to comfort him.
For the first time, he hated himself so ing much.
Because HE was the cause of Jaehwan’s pain now.
HE was responsible for Jaehwan’s tears.
If only he wasn’t such a coward—then—then—
Maybe—things wouldn’t have ended this way.
He recognized the warm droplets trickling down his face; it was him crying now.
His vision soon blurred, he could see nothing but splotches of colours.
He furiously wiped his tears with his palms; the thought of him being the reason for Jaehwan’s tears disgusts him.
It makes him despise himself.
He had never felt so hopeless before.
That scene continually repeated itself.
It had burned itself within Minhyun’s memory, making it loud and clear that he should never forget about it.
At this point, Minhyun could only laugh pathetically to himself.
“Ah..”
“What have I done?”
a/n : hello hello everyone!! gosh its been,, a VERY,,, very long time !
i have tons to explain about my absence and where the i've been lmao
but rest assured, this fic is finally coming to an end since the next chapter is the finale !!
its been a wild year, and this fic has definitely change my perception towards writing and just literature in general somewhat (??)
it made me appreciate the whole writing process even more than before ! i used to despise/ not enjoy writing as much ehe ;;
anyways, i'll update sometime this week, explaining about my whereabouts and what i've been doing aside from working on my 2 fics lmaoao
until then guys!! have a very lovely week~
P.S yall i updated this on AO3 like christmas last year bc i thought everyone was basically inactive in AFF so im sosososo sorry for abandoning you guys ;; i'll make sure to consistently update on both sites! but please do note that i am more active on AO3 than here, but i'll try to come back here from time to time~
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