Talk to my ex-boyfriend who lives next door
Phew… I feel so strange.I threw my phone onto the bed in frustration, furrowing my brow. I couldn't quite put my finger on how I was feeling, and an emotion I couldn't quite pinpoint—anger or sadness—was bubbling up inside me. Kim Yeo-ju, perhaps aware of my feelings, was still looking for another man, not me. Everyone told me I didn't deserve this kind of emotion. They asked me what lingering attachment I had, now that it was over. Well, lingering attachments might be lingering attachments, but lingering attachments only remain after a definite conclusion has been reached. What was clear was that Kim Yeo-ju and I hadn't yet reached a definitive conclusion. Kim Yeo-ju might have thought she'd ended things with me three months ago, but I hadn't. Three months ago, when Kim Yeo-ju unilaterally announced our breakup, I didn't even know why we were breaking up. So, I couldn't accept our breakup, and I hated her for not opening up. I still had so many questions to ask her, so many things to hear. As time passed, I became increasingly impatient, but I held on as tightly as I could. I knew that if I tightened my grip even slightly, Kim Yeo-ju would fly away from me.
“Surely we won’t be meeting so late at night…”
I wanted to tell her not to see other men, to be considerate of me. But all I could do was throw a few whining grievances to keep from crossing the line. A few green grape candies on the table caught my eye. At the same time, I remembered the day I hadn't seen Kim Yeo-ju in almost a month. It had been about ten days, perhaps? That day, at the gamjatang restaurant, I'd placed a spoon and chopsticks in front of her and served her the gamjatang. It was a habit. I'd always done that, so it was a cold, long line for her to go back on her actions without even realizing we were breaking up. Kim Yeo-ju had drawn a clear line that day. She'd told me directly that she didn't like me, signaling that she wouldn't do it again. We'd clearly been there for a hangover cure, but... I remember feeling a strange, sick feeling in my stomach, as if I were going to throw up.
It felt the same way that day. I hadn't eaten anything, but something was welling up inside me, and I grabbed the toilet and retched.I feel so suffocated.No matter how many times I retched, the clogged stomach wouldn't go away, and I finally collapsed against the bathroom wall. This time, too, all I could do was wait for Kim Yeo-ju. That was all I could do.
“Kim Yeo-ju, you are so mean.”
Today, Jeonggugi's true feelings...! It's only episode 4, but why is it so frustrating? 🥲 I really hate feeling frustrated, so I want to do something about it right now! But let's wait until the day those two become honest... 🫠
Sonting please💍