The first time I met him
It was during the winter break of my second year of high school at the academy.
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‘Hello! What's your name?'
‘Ah..I’m Seol Yeo-ju’
‘Yeoju? Your name is really pretty haha
Let's get along well from now on, Yeoju!'
‘..Ah, I’m Seol Yeo-ju’
round eyes
plump lips
The corners of the eyes fold when smiling
Soft and bright speech
That's how my friendship with him started
I secretly bloomed love in my heart
‘Park Jimin, you really...’
‘....Sorry, are you mad?’
‘I told you not to smoke.
Why do you keep bleeding?
'...sorry...
I really won't do it from now on!
Are you really angry?’
'....it's okay'
‘Hey, don’t do that.
Huh? Seol Yeo-ju...’
Park Jimin, unlike his innocent appearance,
It was the last one
He promised me that he would quit smoking
I got caught sneaking around sometimes
Every time that happens, the child comes to me
I laughed it off as if I was being cute
I always pretended to be upset because I liked it.
So I am with him
Starting as friends and becoming lovers
I had a vain hope that it could change.
That vain hope
It ruined my life later
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That child at that time
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