I confessed.
It wasn't arbitrary, but when you look at the results, since the person in question found out, whether he confessed or was confessed, it's all the same. These past few days have been a panic. Jeon Jungkook's life has been 18 years. Even though he lived with a tomorrow-less mindset, he didn't have the slightest desire to destroy even his personal relationships. Isn't that reaction a bit overdone just because one unrequited love was found out? Every time Jungkook's friends met, they would ask him something like, "Is it a sin?" Since it wasn't their problem, he might seem a bit cold, but that wasn't wrong either. Yeah. Others might think he's a bit crazy. Even Jungkook admits that. But what if the other person lives next door and you can face them face-to-face the moment you open the front door? What if their parents are high school classmates, a history deep in history, and they're inseparable childhood friends? If you add the aforementioned premise, the story begins to change from the very beginning. At this point, everyone who was listening, one hundred out of a hundred, all of them, came together in one heart and one mind to comfort Jeongguk. And Jeongguk, who was receiving it all... cursed himself for liking his friend.
Why the fuck... did I pick up the phone then? Phone calls between XY chromosomes are nothing special. Furthermore, since most conversations between men unfold in a stream of consciousness, even now Jungkook had no idea why the topic had changed from League of Legends to Kim Yeo-joo. While chatting about this and that, he was asked what his relationship was with that girl he saw earlier, and Jungkook, who had been completely honest, simply replied, "Oh, Kim Yeo-joo? That's the girl I like." It was probably a primitive remark that hadn't properly processed his brain. Then, the moment their eyes met in the middle of the street,
"··· jungkook jeon?"
"······."
Jungkook stiffened from the tip of his toes. Soon, feeling screwed, he made a U-turn. He ran so fast he could count on one hand the number of times he'd run that fast, losing track of his original destination and crawling back into his house, diving headfirst into the soft blankets. Even the place he'd tried to avoid was within the boundaries of Kim Yeo-ju, the neighbor next door, but it was the best he'd chosen. Embarrassed, he rolled up like a kimbap and banged his head against the wall. Thinking about it, he realized he'd heard it. He'd definitely heard it. He'd definitely heard it. Kim Yeo-ju's reaction, who couldn't possibly have missed his confession, was vivid in his mind. And... what the heck is that dotted line in front of Jeon Jungkook! He'd heard the most awkward call Kim Yeo-ju had ever heard in his life. Jungkook agonized over whether he should just slap his own arrogant mouth, or cut ties with the friend who'd set the stage for his outrageous remark. The conclusion was that he deserved to die.
Jungkook found himself recalling that moment out of the blue. Hwayang PC Room. Sitting in seat number 23, which was practically assigned, he kept adjusting his headset, acting like he was worried. That was the magic that lowered the tension of those around him. Hey, Jeon Jungkook. Connect. Taehyung urges him and glances to the side. Then he sees him sitting next to him, stupidly making a clicking sound with his headset. Ah... That kid didn't even turn it on. He muttered while washing his dry face. Kim Taehyung, a prepared player who had already set up the waiting screen, couldn't help but be confused by his idiot friend who hadn't even turned on the computer when he had just sat down in his seat.
"You crazy guy, you want to play a game? Aren't you going to play? Aren't you going to play?"
"taehyoung kim."
"If you're not going to come to the party, don't tell me."
"taehyoung kim."
"······."
"taehyoung kim."
"Oh, what!"
Taehyung, who was about to start a ranked game with Jungkook, who showed no signs of following his orders, stopped moving his mouse just before he could. He took off his headset and looked to the side. Jungkook even wore a strange expression on his face.
"Is there anything you can do to not like Kim Yeo-ju?"
Kim Taehyung, who was listening, was dumbfounded. He wondered if it really was that crazy, crazy.
"Don't you feel like shit as you talk?"
"huh."
"It's sick."
"What disease?"
"A disease that makes you crippled. You crippled child."
Taehyung never knew how to speak politely, but for some reason, he tended to show even more of a thug-like side in front of Jeongguk. Even now, he can't help but curse. He'd been going wild about that girl for the past few days, and now he couldn't bring himself to tell his unrequited love story even in the sacred PC room. Jeongguk, who easily brushed off Taehyung's argument, sighed deeply. His eyes, looking up as if he were gazing at the night sky, were hazy, even though there was no ceiling in the building. He said he'd been avoiding Kim Yeoju for a week. The only slightly awkward part was that Kim Yeoju hadn't really come looking for Jeon Jeongguk since then. After hearing that, Kim Taehyung turned off his game and burst into laughter for a long time.
"Ha... I'm really crying."
"Don't laugh, I'm serious."
"Don't be funny first."
"But, do you think he's avoiding me?"
"uh."
"Look at the answer. It comes out in less than a second."
It's not a matter of sincerity, I'm saying this because it really seems that way. Jeongguk, whose temper was completely twisted by the weighty fact subtly thrown out, looked at Taehyung. No matter how many times I think about it, this guy and I are just not compatible. Taehyung, who gave up on League of Legends a long time ago and now only ate ramen, lifted his head from his bowl and insisted on adding. Besides, if it were you, how could you treat someone who'd been stuck with you for years and now likes you like you? It's disgusting. It's fucking disgusting. Honestly, there was nothing wrong with that statement, so Jeongguk couldn't find fault. Maybe it wasn't Jeongguk who avoided her in the first place, but Yeoju Kim. For some reason, she didn't even tell him to come to school early. Was this all a buildup to breaking up their relationship? The more I dig into it, the more miserable my situation becomes. Jeongguk seemed depressed for a moment, then suddenly stood up and kicked Taehyung Kim in the shin.
"100 million!"
"Oh yeah, fuck! Thanks for the advice, you filthy bastard!"
I left the monitor, still with some time left to use, behind, and my body slipped away. All that remained were the empty bowl of Jjapaghetti, still imprinted with Jeon Jungkook's traces, and the bruises I had so fondly presented to Kim Taehyung.
"That really hit me... Ah, ah."
Even after Jeongguk left, Taehyung continued to stroke his leg and look dumbfounded for a long time.