" Although I don't know where I should go now, I'll write my own story. "
Huang Renjun ff || NCT Dream
☁︎ Sequel Book of The Dream Hotline
In which two rookie composers who detest each other are forced to work together to write a song for their fin...
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" Na Na Na Na Na Na (x2) What is happiness? Na Na Na Na Na Na At the last page, I want to find the meaning of it. "
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Chaemin's POV
I cried and cried and cried. I'm probably the dumbest person existing on this earth for crying so much over a minor breakup, but I couldn't care less anymore.
It didn't even seem that long since I started going out with Renjun, and now all of a sudden we're done. Jimin sat beside on my bed, comforting me.
Hugging my pillow tightly, I looked away and sighed loudly. I didn't wish to do anything anymore. How could Renjun just drop me off like that? I couldn't even care less if I had to retain for a year again.
"We could've worked this out together!" I fumed. "Why would he think breaking up with me was the best solution?!"
"You know boys, they're always like that. They don't care what girls think." Jimin commented.
I shook my head and sniffed. But Renjun was different. Sure, he might've been a pain in the ass at first but after a while, he's actually one of the sweetest guys I know.
"I don't know anymore...I just can't believe he chose to end it..."
Jimin leaned closer and hugged me tightly, rubbing my back and consoling me. My heart felt so hurt and I didn't feel like doing anything.
"I'll go make dinner okay? Don't think too much about it. We'll figure a way out."
I don't even have an appetite.
"Forget it, I'm not hungry."
Jimin paused for a while and sighed. Without asking any further, she headed out of my room and left me alone. I sighed loudly and threw my pillow on the ground in frustration.
Looking at the mirror, I realized how much of a wreck I looked. I can't do this, this isn't right. Just because of one boy, I'm destroying myself. This has to stop. I got up and went to take a shower to freshen up, once I was done, I dialed for Renjun's number.
"...Hello?"
"Hello? Renjun? Listen, we may have been broken up but because we're in the same group for this final-year project you can't run away from me. I will not be sitting around and—"
