2pm. yehet
at exactly 2pm, i sighed and unlocked our house door. is this the last time i'm gonna go out with him?
i guess so.
as usual, he was waiting for me outside, just...without that radient smile on his face. instead, it was replaced by red and puffy eyes. i died inside without realizing that i had the exact same face.
after that was all a blur.
i remember we went to a cafe nearby...not much conversation..?
"earth to baeji"
"huh yea?" i snapped out of my daydream and stopped stabbing my cheesecake. "are you never gonna talk to me?" he forced a smile
everything is so fake nowadays.
i smiled back. at least i tried.
i kept quiet after that. for the whole day i barely spoke 10 sentances. he didn't talk much either. i guess we had nothing more to talk about. what a shame.
(hoshi pov)
mijooo🍥:
hows she
you:
i think the pain is eating her up
you:
i mean its not my fault she speaks her thoughts but
you:
"everything is so fake nowadays"
mijooo🍥:
ouch
you:
ikr
you:
i have no tears left tbvh
mijooo🍥:
i can relate
mijooo🍥:
ok gtg bye
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too bad yall dont have a nice author that writes happy ever after >:)