"What's going on?"
Jungkook, who was sitting on the swing and drinking a can of beer, raised his head at the sound of Yeoju's voice.
Knock-. Knock-. The heroine, who had been tapping the toe of a poor shoe, carefully sat down next to Jeong-guk. The creaking sound of the swing echoed loudly today.
Squeak-
"i like you."
"Uh... hey,"
"I liked you longer than Yoongi."
"......"
"I won't let you feel lonely like this again."
Even if you get tired of me someday,
Please wait,
Listen,
Even if I want to ask, I'll hold back.
I can hug you anytime.
therefore,
Please like me.
"Hey, Jeon Jungkook."
"I like you."
"I... like Yoongi oppa."
"I know. I understand if you refuse. Even if you slap me, even if you tell me not to stand out, I'll do it if you tell me to."
"......"
"I like you that much, Kim Yeo-ju."
"...me too."
I like you, Jeon Jungkook.