Here we go again, Kiseop thought as the tears rolled down Hyunjin’s face for the millionth time. 

“Bu-bu-but Kiseop, I still love you, please don’t break me again. Please give me another chance!” she stuttered through her tears. Kiseop sighed and handed her his handkerchief. 

“Hyunjin, really, I can’t force myself to feel a certain way. Yes, there was once a spark in me for you, but it’s long died out. Please don’t cry, there isn’t a point for it anymore.” Kiseop calmly said. Hyunjin sniffled. 

“Who is it?” she asked. 

“Who is who?” Kiseop asked back. 

“Who is she?” her voice was thick with fury. 

“What she?” his voice was flat with annoyance. 

“WHO IS SHE THAT STOLE YOUR HEART FROM ME?!?!” she suddenly exploded. Kiseop jumped back in surprise. Hyunjin started to bawl again. 

“Hyunjin, it’s no one. Okay? Our relationship was years ago, I can’t bring back those feelings no matter how hard I try.” Kiseop said, and took back his handkerchief. Yeah, it was a jerk move, but he really wanted to get this done with, and go back to the dorm so he could practice a bit. Hyunjin, who’s face was red with fury, said lowly through her clenched teeth. 

“You will definitely regret this, Lee Kiseop.” And she swirled around on her heel and stormed away. Kiseop regarded the wet handkerchief with distaste, and dropped it in a waste basket on the way back to the dorm. He sighed as he clicked the elevator button, and stepped inside the elevator. Hoon was there, and Kiseop smiled at him. Hoon didn’t smile, he instead looked at Kiseop with wide eyes. 

“Hoonmin-ah, what’s wrong?” Kiseop asked, suddenly feeling weird. Just the way Hoon looked at him. 

“Kiseop, how was it with Hyunjin?” Hoon asked suspiciously. Kiseop gave him a weird look. 

“Hoon, it’s the same as always. She just came, cried in front of me, begged for me to take her back, got mad because she thought there was someone else, and left.” 

“It wasn’t different this time?” Hoon asked.

“No… why?” 

“Nothing.” 

“Hoon, tell me.” 

“It’s nothing!”

“Tell me NOW.” 

Hoon sighed “Alright, alright!!” 

Kiseop gave him another weird look. “Talk.” 

Hoon sighed again. “Hyunjin found out about _________.” 

Kiseops heart stopped. How? What? That was supposed to be PRIVATE. If Hyunjin knew about that, what else was needed? The world would know in two seconds!! Kiseop gripped Hoon by the shoulders. 

“How did she find out?????” Kiseops wide eyes searched Hoon’s for an answer. Hoon stared back wide eyed for a second, and then burst out into laughter. 

“Damn Kiseop-ah, you’re too dramatic!!” Hoon exclaimed laughing. Kiseop stood there dazed for a second, realized Hoon was joking, and then growled.

“Yeo Hoonmin, that ISN’T something to joke about.” he said, but just as he said it, the elevator door opened, and Hoon ran to the dorm, laughing like a maniac. Kiseop shot after him, laughing as well. 

YOUR POV

This shirt or this shirt? What goes best with these jeans? Does Kiseop even like it if a girl wears jeans? He dated an ulzzang, didn’t she often wear miniskirts?

You sighed as the thought of wardrobe overpowered your mind. Blue or pink? Green or yellow?

You sighed again and flopped onto your bed. All of a sudden your door clicked open. There was a Jinkyoung, surprisingly calm. She had just come back from somewhere, she was still wearing her jacket. 

“Hey, ________.” she said calmly. You rolled your eyes, and looked up from the bed. “What do you want?” you asked. She looked around your room and noticed the mess of clothes everywhere. Her brows furrowed.

“What are you doing?” she asked. Her hand seemed to be glued behind her back. You got up and resumed packing. 

“I’m leaving.” you said. She looked at you. 

“W-where are you going?” she asked. You stopped to think of a good answer. 

“I’m going overseas for a community service trip.” you replied calmly, continuing with the packing. 

“Oh.” she said, and quickly left. You raised a brow as you watched her leave, she was practically running to her room.

Whatever, you thought. It was Jinkyoung anyway. 

JINKYOUNG POV

Jinkyoung ran back to her room, and shoved the gun and the little bag of white powder into her dresser drawer, her heart thumping. ______ was leaving, there was no need to get rid of her this way, she thought. THEN WHY DID I BUY THAT ING GUN??

Every single thing ran through Jinkyoung’s mind. She bought the drugs and the gun from an illegal dealer. If he got caught, she would be convicted too. 

Even returning it wouldn’t work, because he would be long gone out of the country now. 

Jinkyoung grabbed a piece of paper, rolled it, and inhaled the white powder. It immediately fazed her mind, and she didn’t have to think about anything. She relaxedly lay on her bed, and fell into a deep, dark sleep. 

YOUR POV

Your finger lingered on the send button to the number that had called you earlier. If I dialled back to Kiseop, would he pick up?

As always, curiosity took over your brain, and you pressed it. The dial rang twice, and someone picked up. 

“Hey _______-ah!!” you heard Kiseop’s enthusiastic voice over the other end. You laughed. 

“Hey Kiseop! I just…. I don’t know, wanted to talk to you?” you asked, still laughing. He laughed too. 

“I always want to talk to you, thanks for calling! How are you?” he asked. 

“Not to bad, just kind of confused a bit. How about you?” 

“I’m fine thanks. Confused eh? About what?” Kiseop on the other end made himself comfortable on the couch. 

“Well, there’s this guy named Ken.” 

“Oh yeah, that bastard with your roommate?” 

“Kiseop! Don’t call him that, he’s a sweetheart.” 

“I can be sweeter.” 

“Will you listen?” you said into the phone, hands on your hips. You felt happy that you and Kiseop were talking like old friends. He laughed on the other end. 

“Go on.” 

“Kay well, the other day he took me out, and like….” 

“WHAT?! YOU WENT OUT WITH THAT BASTARD?” 

“KISEOP HE’S NOT A BASTARD! He kissed me on the cheek, how sweet eh?” 

Kiseop’s words got caught in his throat. Someone else was there? Someone kissed her?

“That was the first time in my life someone kissed me, besides my parents of course,” you went on. Your words hit Kiseop like a knife. I was only two damn weeks away from being her first. Kiseop thought. Only two. damn. weeks.

“Uhh… huh.. _______, huh… Soohyun hung is calling me, I gotta go.” he said hurriedly, and hung up the phone. The line went dead. You stared at the phone in disbelief. 

Was it something I said?

A/N!!

this was reposted, as I see asianfanfics had some problems and lost some data TT_TT

anyways, im sorry there hasnt been a new update, i usually update like every 2 days or something, but likee its march break and im just trying to finish up some school work, i promise that chapter 10 will be up by next week. 

LOVE YOU ALL :D <3 

- Melliee<33