Suga Fanfic | We were in love - A person like you

After being dazed for a while, I boiled some ramen and ate it while my belly clock rang like morning.

Meeting him just one day after breaking up means either Min Yoongi has no feelings for me or he's really going to tell me this is our last time meeting. Maybe it's both.

My body ached from having been hunched over or sitting since yesterday, but my heart ached even more. Before I knew it, I was exhausted, so I said, "Let's do this." But seeing Min Yoongi's wavering eyes brought me back to my senses.

My heart was still too fond of you to face the separation. No, I was in love with you.

02:30 PM

It's now 2:30, I left the house after washing up and putting on the clothes I had prepared.

I see couples leaving the house... Why is my house near a cafe?

I walked and walked, trying hard to ignore the couples.

I walk, and keep walking, and keep walking... and I think to myself again... was that cafe really that far away?

이여주

"Shall we go in?"

I really felt like this was the end, I didn't want to go in.

윤기

"Lee Yeo-ju..."

Flinch-

But I ended up going in without being able to pull out or get in because I was caught by Yoongi from behind...

As expected, the cafe was quiet and there weren't many people.

We naturally sat down at our usual seats, and the staff member who had memorized our order asked, “Iced Americano and Caramel Macchiato, correct?” as soon as Yoongi opened his mouth to say “Ah.”

As if in response, Yoongi nodded and handed over the card. My gaze then turned to the notebook on Yoongi's chair.

I feel like I've seen that notebook somewhere... but I can't remember...

Yoon-ki had already brought coffee and sat down.

윤기

"I... uh... will tell you..."

He stutters and hands me the notebook he saw earlier.

The notebook, which was my style, was slightly puffed up, as if the glossy photo had been pasted on.

이여주

"what's this?"

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"Huh?... Ah... a notebook..."

...Do you think I'm asking because I don't know... Yoongi?

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"Don't you... remember me?"

이여주

"...?"

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"If we break up, I'll give you a notebook... and let's meet just one more time..."

이여주

"Um... Yoongi! If we break up, how about we meet up just once more under the pretense of giving me this notebook?"

This notebook just comes to mind... That day, the people around me were the ones who said only hurtful things to me, like asking when I would succeed.

On my way to Yoongi's house, I saw a notebook and bought two of them. I forced a smile and told you that. I was anxious... What if we broke up?

윤기

"Then I'll go..."

Yoongi stands up and goes outside. I want to catch him. I didn't get a good look at your face... I did, but my body won't move.

Why... Is it because the way he walks away makes me feel like the world is about to crumble? Because I think Yoongi will be hurt if I hold on to him? Or is it because I feel like I can't hold on to him with this notebook and his heart filled with dark clouds?

Or is it because we can't love now?

I think all four are correct...

I opened the notebook. When I opened the notebook, there was writing. The content of the writing was

The heroine and I became a couple on April 13th.

The second article has a photo.

Today is Saturday, my first date with Yeoju... A small but happy cafe date.

It was a photo of me and Yoongi taking a selfie.

Other amusement parks, beaches, water parks, cherry blossom festivals, and birthdays were also listed.

And the last time we went skating was a month ago...

There were days when we dated... but I didn't write about the day we broke up... And when I looked to the side,

Letter to the Heroine

There is. I close my eyes, let the tears that were welling up in my eyes fall, and start reading.

"Hey, heroine? Uh... well... since we broke up not long ago, I said we'd meet up, so... um... it was kind of like that, right? But really, when I came out of the cafe and came home, I kept seeing you, and I wanted to see you even if it was just once. I was so foolish. I was so stupid.

"Hey, you can call me an excuse... but will you listen to me? It's been a tough month, right? I'm sorry... Actually, my mom keeps calling me... telling me to break up with you because there's a better woman out there. I really can't live without you..."

But because the calls kept coming in, I was so tired that I became sensitive... I unconsciously mistook you for a shelter that was so familiar. Seeing you trying to release me from my sensitivity, you treated me like this.

Why am I only this good? Am I incapable of taking responsibility for you? The thought of "I?" turned into guilt. That's why I became even more sensitive to you, and that day, I broke up with you in a fit of emotion... I'm truly sorry... When I heard you ask if I couldn't handle it,