"you ruined everything. i really liked him, you know, i still do."
"isha, i'm sorry—"
"why did you kiss me?" isha asks, exasperated, hands tugging at her hair, "why?"
"i didn't mean to, but you just looked so beautiful and i wanted to let you know that i—"
"god, gguk," isha says, pressing herself into the wall of khan's market, closing her eyes, "you're an idiot."
"i'm sorry."
"well i'm glad, but your sorry doesn't get me harry back. do you know how wonderful he is, gguk? do you know how happy i felt every time i saw him, even if it wasn't that much? and now you've gone and messed it all up. he's stopped eating ice cream because of you, and if there's one thing he loves, it's ice cream."
"did you call me just to shout at me?"
"precisely why."
"goodbye, ish, and i hope it works out for you."
isha doesn't reply, because jeongguk doesn't deserve her goodbye. she never hated him, not after he left, not after he broke her heart, but now, now she really, really despises him. she had something wonderful, something to look forward to, and he'd messed it up. granted, she'd kissed him back, but why had he done it in the first place? he knew isha well enough to know that she could never push him away, no matter how hard she tried. so why did he? did he get a kick out of it?
did everyone?
was it fun to see isha, someone who could never hurt anyone intentionally, get hurt over, and over, and over again?
was it fun to see her cry? because she felt like crying.
"ish, you there?"
"fuck you, gguk," isha says, the profanity foreign in her mouth, "i can't believe i've never said this, but honestly, sincerely, fuck you. and don't ever call me ish again."
she cuts the line.

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ice cream; hes
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