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eleven

it has been two weeks ever since i broke up with yoongi. which also means it has been 2 week since i have returned home. and i'm not even surprised that my family hasn't called me.

even though it has been two weeks ever since the break up. i couldn't help but go through pictures of me and him.

sometimes i even question myself. 'why did i break up with him?' but then i realized that it was for the best. i sighed to myself.

it was my first time falling in love. and it hurts so bad.

i felt my heart hurting and i quickly turned into a ball. letting out small sobs.

"jihye?" jimin called from outside my room. i ignored him. "jihye, i'm gonna enter." he informed. "n-no!" my voice cracked. despite telling him not to, he still entered, looking worried.

he looked at my situation and sighed heavily. he walked towards me and hugged me tightly. this has been happening for the past 2 weeks ever since the break up.

"when are you going to stop crying over him?" he mumbled, rubbing my back gently. 'probably not any sooner.' i thought in my head.

after crying in his arms for a while, i finally stopped crying. i looked up at him with puffy eyes, which made him sigh even more.

"now now. how are you going to go to work like this?" he flicked my forehead lightly. right, i forgot that there is work. he sighed and walked towards my cabinet. and took out my make-up pouch that i barely used.

"look at me." he said gently and i did. then he started dabbing the make-up around my eyes. to cover my puffy eyes. "done." he smiled proudly. "thank you." i mumbled quietly.

"let's go!" he said cheerfully, as if nothing happened just now.

when we arrived at work, it was kind of unusual. since halmeoni wasn't there to greet us as per usual. she went back to her hometown to visit her family for a while.

i sighed at how quiet the store is. jimin and i walked around the bookstore, re-arranging the books that some group of teenagers decided to mess up. it's not that i'm complaining or anything, doing this was kind of fun.

"aigoo." i let out a soft groan, trying to reach for the top. see, this was one of the problem for re-arranging books. i wasn't tall, but i wasn't that short.

i sighed as i grabbed the nearest stool and stepped on it. but little did i know, the stool wasn't that stable. which made me fall back.

"ah!" i let out a scream, falling back. "jihye, are you okay?!" jimin ran to me. i nodded and looked up, only to see the books falling down.

"watch out!" i shouted and flipped our positions. i was on top of jimin now. i let out a small groan from the impact of twenty over books falling on you.

"jihye! are you okay?! why did you do that?!" jimin asked worriedly. i opened my eyes to see jimin a few centimetres away from me. i felt butterflies inside my stomach.

i quickly got up, only to fall back again. but this time, jimin grabbed onto my wrist tightly, pulling me towards him. and here we are, hugging each other tightly, while looking into each other's eyes.

i let out a fake cough and pushed him away lightly. "s-sorry." he stuttered. i shook my head and started picking up the books that fell.

"hey, stop it. we can do this later. let's have you clean up first. you're kind of bleeding." he said, pointing to my forehead. i gulped and nodded.

we walked inside the staff room. i sat down while jimin went to grab a first-aid kit.

then he kneeled before me, cleaning up my wound. "you're so clumsy." he laughed. i just kept quiet. i mean i couldn't help but to realise how attractive he is.