My jaws dropped to see a changed Jiyeon. She was [CONTENTID1]CHAPTER 2 _ Reunion [/CONTENTID1] [CONTENTID2] [/CONTENTID2] [CONTENTID3]

My jaws dropped to see a changed Jiyeon. She was so-- hot. I was gaping her beauty without even blinking when our eyes met.

"L.J, long time no see."

She greeted me with a smirk. I thought she would be ignoring me. Caught by surprise, I stuttered,

"Jii-- yeon."

"Can I sit beside you," Jiyeon asked with a smile. I felt a bit guilty as I thought she would be hostile to me but however, she was the exact opposite.

"Umm.. Sure."

I motioned Jiyeon to come over and sit beside me. As she took her seat, I could feel my heart jumping like hell and my stomach raided by butterflies. I glanced her sideways and her sparkling eyes met mine. I smiled. It has been a long time since we have last met and I had really missed her. I carefully her hair and whispered,

"I really missed you."

Jiyeon smirked and snorted,

"You missed me? L.Joe misses a girl who he dumped?"

I was taken back by the unexpected reply. I lay low as I didn't have anything to say. It was me who dumped her and now, I have nothing that I can do except to regret. Jiyeon continued attacking my heart,

"Are you happy that we broke up? How are those friend of yours?"

I could feel tears building up but this time, I replied,

"I--- I am sorry. If only you would know how much I regret and how much I still love you-"

"Regret? You still love me?" Jiyeon said in a mocking tone. She continued,

"How will you prove that?"

"Let's restart our love story. This time, it shall be an endless, beautiful one."

Jiyeon smirked and turned her gaze to the whiteboard without any reply. The class teacher was lecturing and I just couldn't pull my eyes off Jiyeon who doesn't even give a damn about me for the whole period. I was expecting for an answer but she didn't even turned to my side.

"Bye, class," the teacher ended the lecture and left the room. I kept staring at Jiyeon who was clearing her desk. Isn't she supposed to be saying back something. Meanwhile, Yoo Youngjae walked to our table and started his introduction with Jiyeon,

"Annyeong! I am Yoo Youngjae, the student president."

"Annyeong. I am Park Jiyeon," Jiyeon replied and stretched out her hand for a handshake. They shook hands and Youngjae did not release her hand after the handshake. My temper was rising as the two kept holding hands and looking into each other's eyes. Youngjae coaxed,

"Are you single? We should go out sometimes."

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