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[Han Seung-woo] Regret (1)













Regret



















#1


photo"Im Yeo-ju."







 

His cold voice felt unfamiliar. When I raised my head, his cold expression made it even more unfamiliar. I hoped the words I was thinking wouldn't come out of his mouth. But already overwhelmed by the chilling atmosphere, he spoke coldly again.









photo"Let's break up"









He looked at me again with cold eyes, took off the ring he was wearing, and placed it in my hand. "Thank you." Even those words, which should have been warm, turned into sharp shards of ice, stabbing me mercilessly. But I couldn't hold him back. I knew my heart had already left, so I couldn't hold on.









photo"I'm going now"










I hated him so much for rising from his chair and bidding me farewell. But I couldn't bring myself to raise my head, just watching his footsteps as he left. He strode away with long, brisk strides, and now disappeared from my sight. Only then did the separation truly sink in, and my eyes filled with tears.












 #2

I tried to hide my tears and stared at his teacup sitting opposite me. It looked lonely, untouched, as if it were saying goodbye to me. Eyes wide, I rose from my chair and followed his footsteps, pushing open the cold glass door. Then I went outside and called Soo-jeong.




"Sujeong, do you want to go to the club with me?"




I didn't know I'd give up so quickly, nor did I know the day would come when I'd be saying these words. Perhaps it was because I knew we'd be parting in advance? Su-jeong's surprised voice on the other end of the phone made me smile.




My brother didn't like me going to clubs, so I couldn't. And I had a boyfriend, so I was reluctant to go there. But now, it doesn't matter. Because he's not here.




#3

I took the bus home and went into the bathroom to shower. Even the bathroom was filled with his traces. It was funny to see myself covered in the scents my brother had said he liked, so I threw them all in the trash. Then I took out other things and refilled my bathroom.





I changed my shampoo, body wash, and perfume. I did things I hadn't done before, things I hadn't done before. It was a small thing, but it felt like I'd erased him a little, and I felt a lot better. It felt strange that I seemed to be okay after the breakup, but I quickly forgot about it and opened my closet.








"What should I wear?"






Opening my closet, I was struck by a sea of ​​brightly colored clothes, but that was fleeting. I took out a pile of black clothes I'd kept tucked away in the back of my closet. These were all clothes Soo-jung had bought me to wear when we went clubbing, but I was finally getting around to wearing them. I tried on several pieces before settling on a black see-through one-piece dress.




I tried it on and it was a little uncomfortable because it exposed my thighs, but it wasn't bad. I dug through my drawers and found a choker. It was exactly the kind of outfit my brother would hate. Then I sat down at my vanity and pushed aside my usual makeup, taking out only the bold and bold ones.









"Ha... It's all done."







Heavy eye makeup and red lipstick. It seemed awkward, perhaps because it had been so long since I'd worn it. Still, I took out my unused curling iron, fixed my hair, and put on some earrings. Even I felt awkward. Finally, I sprayed on some heavy perfume. It seemed like the me my brother once loved had vanished.






#4

"Sujeong-ah!"






I ran out, delighted to see the red car Soo-Jeong was driving. Soo-Jeong must have heard my voice, because she turned around and greeted me warmly. Then she looked me up and down, then spoke excitedly in a loud voice.





photo

"Im Yeo-ju~ You're really pretty."




"Does it suit you? I was worried it wouldn't?"





photo"What are you talking about, you've been wearing it like that your whole life. I told you my taste is really good!"






I was happy because he looked at me with loving eyes even when I did nothing, because he loved me no matter what I did. But I guess relationships aren't always the same. As time went by, we fought over communication issues every time we met, and eventually we broke up.




 




photo"But, heroine, do you think it's okay if I don't drink alcohol separately?"







As expected, the quick-witted Sujeong was concerned about my condition. She probably noticed it the moment I suggested we go clubbing. Still, I was grateful that she didn't ask me any questions about it, but instead rushed over to me without question.







"I'm going to go to the club today and drink all the alcohol, okay?"









I spoke to Soo-Jeong in a cheerful manner, and Soo-Jeong was delighted by my answer and set off excitedly.

 




#5


"Hey, you didn't come here for a one-night stand, did you?"







Sujeong, who had parked her car at the club entrance, looked at me and spoke. As expected, she was quick-witted. Of course, her goal was to drink and relieve stress, but she was also looking for a man to have a casual night with. I thought she'd miss him a lot tonight.





"Well, depending on how I feel later."












Sujeong sighed deeply after hearing what I said, then said, "Okay," and got out of the car. She opened the door before I could even touch the handle. I thanked her and followed her into the club.





#7


The club was noisy. The noise was louder than I expected, and I frowned slightly. Soo-Jung said it would be okay soon, and we sat down near the bar. Soo-Jung left, saying she was going to get something to drink, and I went to the bar to get one too.






"Please give me the strongest and most delicious cocktail."








photo"Yes, but do you have a boyfriend?"






"Why is that?"







"If you don't have a boyfriend, I'll provide you with service."






Ugh, I was listening and then burst out laughing because I was so dumbfounded. What the hell is that bartender talking about? As I laughed, the bartender smiled back and handed me a cocktail. A cocktail so pretty it was almost a shame to drink it.







photo"You're prettier when you smile. Whether you have a boyfriend or not doesn't seem to matter when I see you smile."






"I don't have a boyfriend. I just got dumped today."






When I told the bartender I'd been drinking for a moment, hesitating, he clicked his tongue. "Oh, well," he said, "thanks to that son of a bitch," and handed me another cocktail.






photo"This is a service~"






"Oh, yes, I will drink it well."




After a brief thank you, I left the strange bartender and sat down to sip my cocktail while waiting for Soo-jung to arrive. It was surprisingly delicious, so I downed both of my drinks on the spot. And then I felt the alcohol start to kick in.





#8


I went out onto the stage and started dancing. I was drunk, but my body was tingling and I couldn't stand it. The high heels and short skirt prevented me from dancing vigorously, but the atmosphere seemed to heat up as I stepped out. Then suddenly, people started pushing me up, telling me to get on top and dance.








"Hey, that girl is so pretty."





I could almost hear people muttering. As I grabbed the pole and spun around, cheers filled the club. Wanting to liven things up even more, I took off my high heels, hung from the pole, and started pole dancing.





The music was getting louder and louder, and everyone's eyes were on me. But I felt like I couldn't dance anymore because I was too drunk, so I came down from the pole, put on my shoes, said hello, and came down. As I was saying hello and coming down, many people started to gather, so I quickly came down and headed to the bathroom.







#9



photo"Im Yeo-ju"





Someone roughly grabbed my wrist and spoke. I stared at it, then slowly raised my gaze. To my surprise, it was Seungwoo oppa holding my wrist. I racked my brain, trying to understand the situation, but I couldn't quite understand. Why was the man who dumped me earlier in the day grabbing my wrist now?




"Let go of this"





Finally, I roughly shook his hand away, telling him to let go, and glared at him. I felt a pang of irritation, wondering if he had anything more to say after we'd broken up, and if he'd come back because he felt bad about leaving me behind.





 

photo"Why are you here, follow me"







He grabbed my wrist again and dragged me away. I tried to resist, but the intoxication left me unable to move. Seungwoo's strength was so great that I was being dragged along. Then, someone shook off Seungwoo's wrist and dragged me along.








"Excuse me, the woman said she didn't like it, so we can't do that."












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