"Taehyung, don't you have time today?"
I know you're busy, but in a different way.
Today, too, you'll push my hand away and go to another woman. And every morning, you'll come to my house drunk, hug me tightly. But, I like you so much, Taehyung. The scent of your perfume, so strong, pierces my heart. That's why I don't like it.
Why do you always do this to me? Even though you never gave your heart to me, you came to me every morning. At first, I thought there must be some reason, but now I'm getting sick of you coming to me so naturally. But because I love you so much, ,,
Every morning, as always, a text arrives. It's a text with an unwritten "I'm sorry," for some reason, and for some reason, it's unspoken. The more I look at it, the more I find myself swearing uncontrollably from my slightly parted lips. If you were going to do this, why did you do this to me?
You were always selfish, and also very moody. If a girl I really liked didn't respond to my calls, I wouldn't meet anyone. And when I was in a good mood, you, who usually ignored me when we met on the street, would call me out on a date. But foolish me, I'd laugh like an idiot at your words and get ready to go. I'd finished getting everything ready, only to be slammed by him so many times. And then I'd say I'm happy. I feel like such an idiot.
Kim Taehyung loves to play with people. If he's in a bad mood, he'll just keep it that way. He makes other people feel bad too. I really hate you. Everything related to you ends badly. I hate the sight of you. Really.
" really? "
No, I can't live without you. It's all a lie. What power seduced you? Now, no matter what you do, I can't hate you even though I hate you so much. Are you a nine-tailed fox, or a god sent down to punish me for the terrible sins I committed in my past life? So, just look at me once. Love me.
When I first found out you were cheating, I was speechless with shock. What was even more shocking was that, even though you saw me, you grabbed the woman next to you even tighter and spit at me.
How could that be all? I picked up my phone, which rang repeatedly without warning, and found countless accounts of people seeing you at the club. In the photos, I was holding onto the waist of a woman I'd never met before and kissing her passionately. I hated the sight. So I closed my eyes tightly. But through my closed eyes, I could vaguely picture the situation.
It's dirty, really.
Tilong,And the alarm went off, so I picked up my phone. Seeing the three letters that said "Park Jimin," I felt a strange, foolish feeling. Perhaps I had hoped it was Kim Taehyung. Park Jimin was my friend even before I met Kim Taehyung—a childhood friend, so to speak. He was the friend who always stayed by my side, even when I was doubted and criticized by everyone. I should have met someone like Park Jimin. Why did I end up meeting Kim Taehyung?
I sighed and checked my phone. You comforted me, asking, "Are you okay?" I felt grateful to you again. Even after 1 disappeared, there was still no answer. You, perhaps noticing my tears, sent me a smiling emoticon, suggesting we go for a drink. You were the complete opposite.
I quickly grabbed my coat and got up. Kim Taehyung would come by again this morning, ring the doorbell, and ask for me, but I wouldn't be home tonight. Before my heart could waver again, I bit my lip and left the house.
Sugar Pocha
I thought, "Is this the food stall Jimin was talking about? It sure is not empty." I told him that I might cry after we left, so let's go somewhere less crowded. Then Jimin, like an idiot, said, "Yeah, yeah," and showed his bright side. What a good guy.
I wonder if I'll ever get tired of crying so much. If only I could meet friends like this, I'd have to catch them somehow. But the reason I can't feel for you is because I'm completely immersed in that bastard's swamp.
I flinched in surprise at someone's hand that suddenly appeared in front of me, and when I came to my senses belatedly, I saw Jimin giggling in front of me. "What were you thinking that you didn't know I was calling you like this?" I said sorry to Jimin who was giggling and bashfully brushed the back of my head.
When my mood showed no sign of abating, you stared at me. And so did I. Staring intently into your eyes, a deep-seated ache welled up inside me again. My nose crinkled, my vision blurred, and you, watching, were taken aback.
"Get revenge, Seo Yeo-ju. I can't stand to see you like that anymore."
Now, let go of your feelings towards him.
Revenge... Revenge... I wonder if I can do it.