[Short Story] This bad guy.
This, this bad guy.
This bad guy.
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I started to feel anxious because of his indifferent attitude a few days ago. I started biting my nails and blood started to gush out. My body was so tired from not being able to sleep that I couldn't even keep the food down and just spit it out.
Kkuki♡ / Come out to ○○ Cafe.
In the past, I used to put a heart at the end of every sentence, but now I'm in tears because of the stiff speech and periods.
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It's been a few weeks. Since it's been a while since we last saw each other, I dressed up and went out to a cafe.
Kkuki♡ / Where are you?
I / am almost there |
I went to a cafe that had started to appear before I knew it, and I straightened my clothes for no reason and looked for him.
Me / Almost all |
.. He looked so happy sitting at a round table and talking to a woman.
Me / Let's break up, Jeon Jungkook |
I pressed the send button and took one step at a time, leaving the cafe.
Ha-. On that day, the weather was unusually chilly, and white breath appeared and disappeared.
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Jeon Jungkook / That's what I wanted to say. Okay, let's break up.
When I got home, I took out my phone, which rang briefly, and checked the message.
The tears that had been welling up in my eyes suddenly fell at the clean and simple answer.
Now, it's really over.
That day, I cried like a little child. I pounded my heavy chest and called his name, over and over again.
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??? / Jungkook knows, right?
He rubbed his teary eyes at the sad text message that had left his mark, which he had worked so hard to erase.
I / ,, know. To be exact, I knew.
??? / Then do you know that Jeongguk is dead?
??? / ,,, I guess you don't know. Come and see for yourself. ○○ Funeral Home 2.
ah.
I was so angry, upset, and sad.
Bad guy. You bastard. Leave me and die.
The good mood that had been there that day suddenly subsided.
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- uh.
I said that among the people I met at the funeral, there was a familiar face, and it was a woman I saw at the cafe.
I quickly covered my mouth as I heard a sound, perhaps because I saw a familiar face, but I scratched the back of my head as the woman ran towards me, having spotted me.
- hello.
- Me, who?
So I tried to pretend not to know.
- ,, Ah. Jungkook's older sister. My cousin.
,, Is this woman really Jeon Jungkook's older sister? My head is spinning.
- Oh, first, take this.
Then, I stared at the bundle of papers as Jeon Jungkook's cousin hurriedly put a bundle of papers in my hand and left.
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After the funeral, I returned home late and unfolded the paper I had been carrying around all day.
(October 26, 2014)
I met Yeoju for the first time today..
It was Jeon Jungkook's diary. I flipped through the pages with trembling hands.
(January 3, 2015)
(August 1, 2015)
(February 6, 2016)
I turned the pages of my diary at an increasingly faster pace.
(September 7, 2016)
(May 14, 2017)
(September 1, 2018)
Yeoju. Yeoju, I miss you. By now, you're probably reading this. Let me get straight to the point. I'm sorry. You can hate me. I deeply regret the deep wounds I left in your heart. I should have just said I'd die so you wouldn't be hurt.
Still, I don't regret my choice. However, I'm madly sad that I won't be able to see you until I die. I loved you, I love you, and I will love you. Just don't be sad when I die. No, am I worrying for nothing? I'm quite sick. I'll stop here. I love you, Kim Yeo-ju.
Bad guy.
You are a real bad guy, Jeon Jungkook.
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Limited-time boyfriend Jeon Jung-kook x sad Kim Yeo-joo.