Broke up with your boyfriend Taehyung, and end up in a fake relationship with Jimin?!
❝Shh, it's a secret between us.❞
Based on YouTube's Fake Couple By Bangtan Mafia (Me)
IT'S NOW A GAME IN 橙光游戏!
Thanks to @quatainia for helping me with the editin...
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"Let's break up."
"...What did you say?"
"I said, let's break up."
The students who were walking past us stop, looking towards us with gaping mouths.
"W-why...?" I stutter, my heart clenching as if a python is coiling around it.
"You know the answer, don't you? I don't love you anymore," he replies in a monotonous voice as he leaned against the locker, refusing to meet my gaze.
"Yeah...you know what? Let's break up," I mutter, deciding to save myself from the embarrassment of reacting dramatically in front of my classmates. With clenched fists, I turn and walk away from his slouching figure.
As I walk away, I ask myself, "Why did he do this to me...?" It seems like everything inside of me is breaking as tears rush down my cheeks like a flooding river.
"Stop crying Kyung Eun...aish, that douchebag! How could he do this to you?!" Bomi yells with anger clear on her face. I had called her over as soon as I got home. It didn't take long for her to drop everything and come over to wipe the snot from my nose.
Bomi slams the table with a scowl before standing up, "I promise you will find someone a thousand times better than him, Kyung Eun!!"
"But Bomi...I still love him. I can't lose him...can't you help me think of some way to get him back?" My heart aches as if it's on a rollercoaster and I'm about to plummet. My slight nausea making me shift in my seat.
"Aish, I don't get why you're so stubborn, Kyung Eun. Just let that douchebag go already!" She scowls, lips puckered with anger.
"Please, Bomi! Help me out...please?" I beg, pouting with puppy eyes as I tug on her arm.
She sighs. "Alright! Fine. Since I'm your best friend, I'll help you out." Bomi taps her chin in thought for a moment before nodding, "Okay, first of all, you have to make him jealous!"
"Jealous? How do I do that?"
"Think about it yourself. I can only do this much."
I groan at her words. Such a great help.
The next day, I find myself buying food from the cafeteria, searching for a place to sit. As I finish handing over the change, I hear Hoseok call my name and signal for me to come over. Unfortunately, I become the center of attention and practically shrivel up like a prune when everyone begins whispering, their eyes locked on me.
I want to refuse his offer, but he comes and helps me carry my food. My head is bowed in embarrassment as we approach the blue table.
Upon reaching the table, I glance at Taehyung's friends before meeting his eyes. I feel paralyzed in his seemingly endless stare. Luckily, my phone vibrating jumps me from my paralysis.
