“NAMJOO!” I heard that irritating excuse for a human call. I smiled and plastered a fake smile on my face as I attended the needs of Sarang. We were already in the supermarket, getting our food.

Yongguk said to get groceries for tonight, not for the whole month right? Sarang, however, told us that we needed to get more food than needed.

“Why?” I remember asking her, even scoffing and rolling my eyes. She smiled sweetly at me, though her eyes looked cold.

“I just do, Namjoo. I have been their friend for over three years so obviously I know these things.” Sarang rolled her eyes at me before turning to Daehyun with a smile on her face. I gritted my teeth and glared holes at the girl. One false word out of that mouth, a fist will be connected to her face.

I didn’t want violence, but she was asking for it. Back to the present.

‘What do you want Sarang?” I complained, walking to her slowly. She smiled at me before dumping a whole load of food in my basket. The weight made me stagger a few steps backward.

“YAH! You don’t need to put that many!” I demanded, making onlookers stare at us. She sighed, as if she was talking to a ten year old, even though we were the same age.

“Namjoo, the B.A.P boys eat a lot. Of course, it’s not your fault since you’ve known them for about, what, a week?” She smiled smugly, knowing she got on my bad side. I snarled and attempted to drop the basket on her feet when a hand took it from me.

The basket was out of my sight as I turned around, seeing a towering figure glare down at me. I rolled my eyes. Here comes the scolding.

“Namjoo, what possibly went through your head to carry all these stuff? I know you’re cocky, but tone it down will you?” Daehyun told me rudely, pushing by me as he returned some food at their respective shelves. Sarang, of course, turned into girly mode.

“Oppa! She told me to get all these! Even if I know you guys don’t eat that much!” Sarang sniffled, looking at Daehyun with tear-filled eyes. Daehyun’s eyebrows furrowed in suspicion and confusion.

Don’t believe her, turtle. I know she’s your friend and all, but-

“Namjoo, how could you be so careless?” Daehyun asked from me, his eyes cruel. My jaw dropped. He seriously believed her?

“YAH! You believe her?! ARE YOU MAD?!” I yelled, looking at Daehyun as if he had grown another head. He rolled his eyes and grabbed Sarang by the hand, leading her away to the counter. I watched them as they rounded the corner, disappearing in sight.

“He really believed her?” I asked timidly, my hand subconsciously clutching the place where my heart was. He wasn’t that stupid, right? He saw everything, right?

“Wrong, puppy. He didn’t see everything. I called him over, but you were already shouting when Daehyun was there,” The voice of Jaehyun stated sadly. I turned around to see his hands in his pockets, his expression a mixture of pity and sadness. I scowled and turned my hand into a fist. There was no way I’m going to be mad over them.

“Come on, Jaeroo. Let’s go before they leave us,” I said briefly, walking briskly through the aisles of food. I glanced at each one of them and spotted something. There was a whole shelf dedicated to the ingredients of cheesecake. Daehyun loved cheesecakes..

I shook my head.

“Jaeroo, are you still up for staying in their dorm?” I asked Jaehyun as we finally found the couple who were eating ice creams, laughing happily. I glued my eyes on the floor, determined not to look at them anymore.

“Yep. I want to know what B.A.P really is, puppy. Don’t worry though; Sarang’s insults don’t hurt me. I’m used to being teased like that.” Jaehyun smiled sadly and ruffled up my hair.

“You have to be strong Namjoo. Don’t let them get to you.” Jaehyun patted my back and intertwined his hand in mine. It felt soft and nice.

I finally looked up at him, before looking at the couple. They were laughing and putting ice cream in each other’s noses. That very action made my heart feel a sense of pain.

Why couldn’t I be like Sarang?

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“Daehyun oppa! Stop doing that!” Sarang giggled as Daehyun tickled her once more. We were already walking back to the dorm, the night covering us. The stars shone so bright tonight that I just wanted to climb on a roof and admire them forever. Instead, I and Jaehyun were carrying two grocery bags each since the ‘lovebirds’ has something more important to do. Tickling each other perhaps.

“Daehyun! Can you help us with the groceries?” I asked loud enough for Daehyun to hear over the squeals of Sarang. He looked at me confusedly for a moment, as if deciding he was deciding to help me. I and Jaehyun were already sweating, so maybe he’d carry some of the bags for that reason.

He was about to say something when Sarang interrupted.

“Namjoo, you can do it alone with Gaehyun-“

“It’s Jaehyun,”

“Whatever. We’re doing something kind of important, so can you please not interrupt?” Sarang asked in her sweet voice of hers. I growled at her, ready to drop the bags and fight her right here.

“You were the ones who picked out the food, so it should be your responsibility to at least carry one of them,” I reasoned furiously, almost spitting the words at her. She rolled her eyes and sighed.

“Fine. Immature kids sure know how to get at out bad side, right Daehyunnie oppa?” Sarang asked, laughing a bit as she took one bag from me. Daehyun took one also from Jaehyun and then they started walking away from us.

“Are we really immature?” I asked Jaehyun worriedly, starting to already believe Sarang’s words.

“No, we’re not Namjoo. Let’s just ignore them, okay?” Jaehyun comforted, smiling a bit to cheer me up. I nodded sadly and stopped walking, realizing we already arrived at the dorm.

I was ready to sleep, I was ready to tell Minhwa everything that happened, and I was ready to forget to this day. However, Sarang made it a problem again.

“Daehyun oppa… there’s something I want to ask you.” She hung her head down shyly. I snorted, trying not to puke at her actions. We might be immature, but she was down right ridiculous.

“Yes, Rara?” Daehyun asked, smiling so warmly that my heart ached for that smile to be directed to me. All he had to do was turn a few inches in my direction and flash that smile again. Just once.

“Daehyun oppa will you-“

“Be your boyfriend?” Daehyun supplied for her. Sarang’s head jerked up in surprise, grinning widely.

“You’d like to be my boyfriend?! Omo, thank you so much Daehyun oppa!” Sarang screeched, dropping the grocery bag on the floor and hugging Daehyun around the waist. That was not at all. I was ready to forget that she said that when she did something that would permanently stain my mind forever.

She leaned in, her soft, pink lips capturing Daehyun’s. Daehyun, in surprise, dropped his own grocery bag, his hand going to her shoulder. My eyes started b with tears; my knees were already turning into jell-o.

I didn’t know why I was feeling this, I didn’t know why I as crying, all I wanted was Daehyun to get a good grip on her shoulders and push her away. My hand automatically went to my heart, clutching it again. It was waiting for Daehyun’s answer.

Daehyun gripped her shoulders and pushed her nearer, their bodies practically glued together.

That’s when I forgot everything. That’s when I didn’t care about anything anymore. That’s when I turned reckless. I flung the grocery bag on the floor, pushed by Jaehyun and started running away. I ran until I couldn’t feel a thing. Until my lungs were already demanding for air. Until my legs couldn’t walk anymore.

I leaned on a wall, closing my eyes tightly and clutching my heart.

That was the day my heart broke, bit by bit.

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