JISUNG knew what was supposed to happen. he was supposed to realize his undying love for minho and mourn immensely, but he didn't. he didn't love the latter, and he knew he never would. the teenager was simply not a love interest, but if he had tried hard enough, the two could've been friends.
minho had obviously been unintentionally searching for someone to care for him, to love him, to make sure he was happy - and jisung couldn't do that. he just couldn't.
minho was a daisy waiting to be picked, and jisung was simply too wary of the consequences of picking the daisy.
( a/n )
one more chapter left and we're all done !
im so proud of myself for not deleted this story :")
