Jessica's POV:

Taemin and I have been dating for about a week already, and he was driving me insane with simply his presence. Being the Queenka of the school, ofcourse I wouldn't EVER consider going after a guy. Especially a younger guy. But my eyes have been on Taemin for a while now, and he was getting dangerously close with that fugly . Kang Chaeyoung, was it? I couldn't help but snicker to myself. The same nerd who got ted on by Taemin merely a few weeks ago. It surprised me how fast they moved on from enemies to unseperable... What. Lovers? Friends? buddies? Ughh. But I doubt Taemin's taste would drop that low.

“Taemin-ah...", I cooed into his ear as we sat on SHINee's living room couch, watching TV.

“Mm?", he mindlessly hummed in response. I pulled away, frowning. See, that was the problem. Even though he agreed to date me, he never. I repeat, NEVER actually paid any attention to me. Which made me wonder. Did he only use me so that his Chaeyoung-ie wouldn't get harmed? Yeah. Screw that. My 'girls' had been bothering es ever since elementary. Well... Only es who bothered those hot guys. And Taemin was DEFINITELY at the top of the list.

Obvioiusly, Kang put herself into the dangerous position of being the closest girl to Taemin, therefore if Taemin didn't date me, my posse would rip her up like a paper doll. Hell, she didn't have any other friend then my sister, Krystal. Now you might ask. Why not harm her by using my sister? WRONG. Krystal, despite being my blood related younger sibling, was raised by my mother instead of my dad. Who happened to be rich. So after my parents got divorced, I hit the jackpot by staying with my rich dad, and she adapted into the average single mom family.

Taemin got up, and tossed me a casual smile. "I'm gunna go wash up a bit. Wait here."

Where was the 'babe' in that sentence? Where was the 'love you' in that phrase?

I sighed as I messaged my temples, when a 'ding' was heard from Taemin's phone placed on the glass table. I snickered, and reached for the iphone. And what I saw totally freaked me out for the most hilarious reasons. THAT KANG JUST CONFESSED TO OPPA?! I held in a laugh, as I read over the message:

From: ChaeyoungBaby<3

Hey... So uhm. Oppa, I've decided to respond to your previous question. I do love you. Alot. I realize you might not love me back anymore, but I will take this chance... Because I don't think I have ever felt as strong a love for you then anyone else. Saranhae..

P.S. Oppa!! Answer if you our feelings are mutual. But if they were not.. Then please. Don't answer, and just delete. I love you...

I swear. I almost threw up in disgust. Not because of the message, since I bet Taemin gets tons of confessions from fangirls everyday. What grossed me out, was that Taemin had saved that as Chaeyoung BABY. With a heart, too!

I rolled my eyes, as a evil smirk found its way onto my face.

She said reply if accept, and delete/ignore is reject? Well I'll show her reject then. I gritted my teeth, as I deleted the message and threw it into the trash can inbox. Heh, you just got ed.

“Jessica? Are you still here?".

Oh . I quickly threw the phone onto the glass table once again, as he looked at me in question. He quickly shrugged it off, thinking I was probably just checking out his phone. Yeupp, TOTALLY. "Neh!", pulling his down beside me, I felt him stiffin as I leaned my head onto his shoulder. "Let's just stay like this for a while.."

Your POV:

It has been 3 days since I sent Taemin that confession, and he still havn't answered back. I've tried talking to him, but he's always just smiled and told me that he was too busy promoting SHINee's new album.

Ofcourse, I always just forced a smile and told him that it was okay. When really it was not. Obviously he's checked his phone, I've seen him texting lovey dovey texts to Jessica. Yet, he still tried to seem oblivious to the text. After weeks of just neglecting the awkwardness, I finally faced up to my decisions. I went over to SHINee's dorm.

“Oh- Annyon, Chaeyoung-ah...", Taemin smiled awkwardly.

“Neh... Uhm, may I come in..?". He offered me a coke, as I sat myself onto the couch comfortably. "So... What's up?", I tried to lighten the mood.

“Alot, apparently. I've been so busy promoting SHINee's new Sherlock album..." he chuckled. "Oh. Speaking of that, I'm about to get going in a while, so..."

Taking the hint, I nodded. But this was my chance to fight back. "Oh, okay. But uhm... I actually kinda wanted to talk to you. Can't we just hang for only a little while longer?"

He looked surprised. "Sorry... I would like to, but I'm seriously REALLY busy right now, so-"

“But you're always busy...", I whispered. "Aren't you just using that to avoid me?!".

“What?", he looked generally taken back. "No! And... Aish, please don't get angry and yell. Why would you think that?!".

I scoffed. "Oh, like it wasn't obvious." I snickered. He looked at me in confusion. "Ever since I sent that message, you've been avoiding me. Why didn't you start promoting the week before it happened, huh?! And don't tell me not to yell... I hate men who back down like ninnies."

“Mwo?". He stared. "Ninny? Wait-. What happened? Why are you so mad?!-"

“WHY AM I SO MAD?!". I was practically hysterucal now. "You know what? Let's just not evn contact eachother anymore." I felt tears escape my eyes.

“We should." he stated, causing me to gasp ever so slightly. "If you're just going to start blaming people for things that matter nor make sense, then you definitely should stop contacting me. And trust me." he shook his head. "I won't bother contacting you, either."

“T-Taemin...", I gasped. "Things that don't matter nor make sense?!". I felt myself sob. He reached his hand, but restrained himself midway and clentched his fist instead. My heart clattered. "F-Fine.. If my feelings don't matter nor make sense, then... Then bye, Lee Taemin!".

With that, I stormed out. How could he say such things?! And pretend he didn't know?!

As I got home, I was ready for a break down, when my phone all of a sudden started ringing. "Y-Yeoboseyo?".

“Hello, is this Ms. Kang Chaeyoung we are speaking to right now?", a fluent english rang through the speaker. I answered yes. "You have just been accepted into the Toronto University of Performing Arts. We were impressed by your dancing clip which your parents have submitted to us. Your plane ticket will be sent to you by tomorrow morning, please prepare and pack up. Your plane will be tomorrow afternoon at 7pm. Would that be okay with you?".

When I didn't answer, the voiced repeated. "Ahem. Hello? Is anyone-"

“O-Okay. I will board the plane and attend school there. Thank-you...". I hang up, as I couldn't help but smile to myself. My parents sent in the video I took for them? Wow... They knew english? But they were all the way in Busan... Aishh. Finally, my dream of dancing was comming true! I smiled sadly.

“Goodbye Taemin... Saranhae...".

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