And YES — if you saw that sink in our photo? That's where it all started 🤡.
After that, I asked for his Facebook. He hesitated but gave it anyway — but when I searched, it didn't show up. I only found his old accounts.
The next day, his last day, we didn't talk about it at all.
Not one word.
We avoided each other like we didn't just make out in an attic.
So when I was washing dishes and brushing my teeth again (yes, multitasking girlie 💔), and I saw him sitting near me, just watching me.
We made eye contact for a whole minute, but I looked away to finish brushing.
I swear, his eyes were saying things he never managed to say out loud — like he was waiting for the right moment to talk to me.
But I was busy, and then someone came into the kitchen to eat and even teased me about brushing my teeth too aggressively 😭💔 When I finished what I was doing, he was already gone to his room.
Ugh.
When it was time for him to say goodbye to everyone, I didn't go with them. I just stayed at the bakery counter, serving customers while the others gathered inside to see him off.
And honestly?
We weren't even that close.
What were we?
Situationship?
Fubu?
(we never even did it, lol)
or I'm just the neighborhood/bakery girl he fell for for a week? I don't even know.
When his parents came to pick him up, he said goodbye to our boss and my girl coworker — but not me.
He didn't even look at me as he walked to his parents' car with his bag. That stung more than I thought it would.
Is this really how we end it?
Just pretend nothing happened?
An hour later, my girl coworker told me that he actually told her he really wanted to court me before he left. He'd been planning to confess and ask me to be his girl, but he was too shy because we never really had time alone — and if we did, everyone in the bakery would gossip about it or tease him.
He even begged my coworker to convince me to sleep over in her room for just one night so he could talk to me properly without people watching or asking if we did something.
When I heard that, I honestly felt disappointed.
Are we really letting this slip away so easily?
It's been stuck in my head for days now.
and now I'm still here, asking myself:
Did I waste my first kiss on someone who didn't deserve it?
Did I just live my own Wattpad cliché?
Are we something? Nothing? I don't even know.
All I know is I liked him — maybe too much for someone who's probably not worth it.
But... maybe if we're meant to be, the universe will bring us back together when the time is right.
Not now.
we're still so young for love. :)
But there's this tiny, stubborn part of me that secretly wishes I could experience teenage love too...
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Don't tell Soobin | Yeongyu / Beomjun
Fanfictionwhere Beomgyu finds himself in the most forbidden situations with his best friend's older brother-cold, cocky, and dangerously hot Choi Yeonjun. What started as an accident turns into a secret they both can't stop keeping. Flirting in the classroom...
a/n : y'all can ignore, sorry y'all (what really happened)
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