It was a beautiful day.

 

Waking up next to a snoring Sehun, mouth agape that’s quite enough for someone to shove an eggplant inside it.

And you’re there left in awe. Staring at how much of a perfect face he had.

 

His soft milky skin.

His perfectly curved lashes.

His irresistible and kissable pink lips.

His doll-like nose.

 

He was too good to be true.

 

You reach for his precious black locks, caressing it.

 

Smiling, you leaned to peck his cheek.

 

“Wake up, sleepyhead.”

 

And when he bat his eyes open, he smiled.

 

His smile.

 

Your favorite smile.

 

“I love you.”

 

Sehun greets you first thing in the morning—he always does that.

 

Which adds up to the list of reasons why you love him with all of your heart.

 

He never fails to remind you every single day how much he loves you.

 

 

 

“Instead of greeting you a, ‘Good Morning’, I would greet you with, ‘I Love You.’”

 

Sehun just said out of the blue when both of you were eating.

 

You thought it was a childish idea at first.

 

But then realize how cheesy as heck it was...

 

… Yet corny at the same time.

 

 

“I love you, Sehun. Now, let’s get ready for school.”

 

 

 

--                             

 

Everything was quite the same in school.

 

Couples loitering the school grounds, some giving everyone a show by making out in the locker halls.

 

The cafeteria filled with students, chitchats, noise.

 

Teachers discussing the whole day— with 90% of the students not listening by the way.

 

You were one of those 10% who would listen.

 

So was Sehun.

 

He always had this stoic expression on.

 

And you have absolutely no idea why you found it so attractive and just plainly handsome.

 

He was just two seats behind you, and you just had to look back to steal a glance at him.

 

Of course he caught you checking on him.

 

“You find me handsome, don’t you? Ah, I know now, you have a crush on me!”

 

He would used to joke around when both of you were not dating yet.

 

You roll your eyes at his smug expression when he caught you glancing at him.

 

And he winked at you playfully.

 

Which had you stabbing him 500 times inside your head.

 

But he mouths an, “I Love You.”

 

It was a heart-stopping gesture.

 

Yet you just playfully shrugged your shoulder whilst looking away, diverting your attention back to the lecturing professor.

 

But you didn’t even bother to erase that smile on your face.

 

Your relationship with Oh Sehun was perfect.

 

It was too perfect to the point that you never thought that something could tear you apart from him.

 

 

 

--

 

“I have something to tell you.”

 

Sehun sent you a text message randomly just one night.

 

“What is it?”

 

“Personally…”

 

“Where do I meet you?”

“I’ll be in your dorm in a bit…”

 

“Okay, see you.”

Albeit how your heart was beating too fast, you managed to send him that last message.

 

You thought of every possible thing he wanted to say.

 

Nothing.

 

You can think of absolutely nothing.

 

Nothing so important that he needed to say it personally than just send you a simple text message.

 

 

Just as you thought of the possibility of him breaking u---

 

Your contemplating comes to a stop when you hear a knock.

 

Exhaling, you got up from the couch.

 

You sauntered your way to the door.

 

With every courage you had, you twist the knob open.

 

And you were greeted with the person whom you adored the most.

 

The person that you would choose over and over again for a hundred lifetimes.

 

“I’m not making you happy…”

 

He starts off.

 

You knew exactly what that meant.

 

He was breaking up.

 

Breaking up.

 

Too soon.

 

Too soon that you regret replying to his message.

Too soon that you regret opening the door for him.

 

You wish you stayed on your couch.

 

You regret having to hear this.

 

“Let’s break up…”

 

He said it with a straight face.

 

How could he…

 

And the loud breath you were holding on just escaped from your mouth as you tried to stand still.

 

Your legs were failing you.

 

You drop your gaze down and bit on your lower lip as you fist your hands.

 

“Uh… Uhm… O- Okay.”

 

If he wanted to.

 

“I- I understand…”

 

No, not even one bit, Oh Sehun.

 

You wanted so much to ask WHY but you didn’t.

 

Instead, you just nod and close the door gently.

 

The tears you were holding in front of him were finally running down your cheeks.

 

A happy fairytale suddenly came to an end.

 

And it wasn’t even a happy ending.

 

 

 

 

 

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I'll post the next one within this week. xo