My eyes widen, wasn't expecting him to be here- moreover, I wasn't ready to face him, not yet, not now, not ever. My mouth was hung open- tried to speak something but no words left from my mouth, neither my eyes left from his uninterested eyes. Somehow, I tore away my gaze from his face and looked everywhere except him.

"Never knew you liked freezing in rain." Voice was as cold as ice, but somehow it calmed my heart. Hearing his voice after such a long time did make my heart calm at the same time wild.

"I'm not." It took too much courage to look into his cold eyes and not to stutter. "I'm waiting for someone." I lied.
He didn't speak or react. Instead, he stepped back letting the rain fall on me again. He turned his back at me and walked to his car which was parked opposite of me. My lips trembled as I watched him open the door of his car. I closed my eyes. I should ask for help, I will die or probably end up in a terrible situation. But how could I ask for help from him- he won't help me. It doesn't matter- I should try at least I can ask for his phone so I call dad.

"Stand up." I opened my eyes when his harsh voice reached my ears. I looked at him, who was holding a black blazer. My eyebrow creased in confusion, I looked at him perplexed.

"I don't have all night, stand up, will you? Or are you waiting for your imaginary someone?" He taunted coldly. I gulped- of course, he knew. I tore away my gaze and slowly stood up my legs quivered and buckled, my eyes widen, and unknowingly, my hands grabbed his shoulders to save myself from falling. I stiffed when I realized what I'd done- slowly I looked at him whose eyes matched mine- dull eyes were now wide in shock, lips parted.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." I apologized repeatedly and back away with shaky legs. I looked down- already feel so embarrassed, and so overwhelmed by his presence.

All I wanted was him to leave me alone but then again all I wanted was him.

"Wear this first," He ordered with his monotone voice, even tho he told me to wear this he was doing it for me. He slowly draped his coat on my shoulder, covering my entire torso. My eyes never left his face- I was too lost.

"Hold." He curtly spoke breaking my trace. I nodded, too stunned to speak anything, and held the umbrella. An inaudible gasp left from my mouth when he carrier me in bridal style and walk towards his car, and made me sit at the passenger seat- taking the umbrella from he brought my crutches and put them in the trunk of his sports car. I gulped when he came back and sat inside while closing the door.

A wave of emotions hit me again, so many emotions at once that I can't decipher any. I felt like I was in a crowded small room even though it was just me and him. I took some deep breaths, the only thing I could do to calm myself down. My eyes followed him, he buckled his belt and turn his car GPS on.

"Do you have any idea where are you right now?" He asked while typing something. I slowly shook my head in denial. "I was expecting that, you're in Itaewon." My eyes widen upon hearing that- no doubt I live in Seoul but have never been here. Sure Itaewon has its party atmosphere and vibrant nightlife but it's not for me, and on top, I'm too broke to be here. Not after long, he started the ignition and drove to Seoul.

I tore away my eyes from him, no matter how much eyes wanted to see him more. I looked outside of the window, looking at the blurred vision due to the rolling water at the glass. Even though I was looking outside my mind was somewhere else, reminiscing the moments I had with him in this car.

"That's all."

"I promise."

"Then yes, I'll be your girlfriend." I sum up all of my courage and lean to kiss him. That's was my first time starting a kiss. My heart again started to race as he kissed me back.

"Our first kiss as a couple." I panted making him smile.

"Yeah, but for me, it was at the amusement park." He pecked my lips making me smile.

....

"Do you think it's a good idea? To leave those two together? They both are ticking time bombs." I asked, still unsure of the whole plan.

"Believe me, I'm the best cupid out there." Jimin smirked while taking a turn, God knows what his evil mind was planning.

"Oh no no, you're worst cupid."

"How could you say this?" He frowned, pouting cutely.

"Because you nearly ruined your love story, how you're supposed to write Taehyung and Yoora's story?" I extended my hand and pinched his cheek softly.

"That's why I'll write a better story."

"I doubt, you ditched those two in the name of a double date. I bet they both are ripping each other's head off."

"Or maybe sucking each—"

"Okay okay! Stop, now what are we supposed to do?" I asked, not wanting him to continue his perv talks.

"I've already made a fantastic plan for us." He smirked, I exactly know what he meant.

"No Jimin, no. We are not having car sex. Or any sex or anything which requires your pee-pee, fingers, tongue, lip— maybe lips to kiss me innocently but no. Your peepee will fall off and I'll forget how to walk without limping."

"You pervert." He chuckled. "I planned to go to a concert, your favorite band DTS!" He spoke whole taking out tickets from the glove box. "Book them weeks ago." He flaunted.

"What?" I was shaking. "Really!? Oh my God, Jimin!" I leaped and hugged him tightly making him laugh.

"Let's go! To the concert!"

....

My train of thought was interrupted when the soft music filled the silent atmosphere. I saw him changing the station, finding a perfect song to kill the unpleasant mode, at least for me.

"Tell me pretty lies
Look me in the face
Tell me that you love me
Even if it's fake
'Cause I don't fucking care, at all

You've been out all night
I don't know where you've been
You're slurring all your words
Not making any sense
But I don't fucking care, at all

'Cause I have hella feelings for you
I act like I don't fucking care
Like they ain't even there
'Cause I have hella feelings for you
I act like I don't fucking care
'Cause I'm so fucking scared

I'm only a fool for you
And maybe you're too good for me
I'm only a fool for you
But I don't fucking care, at all, oh..."

He hummed and tapped his fingers against the steering wheel.

"Beautiful song, isn't it?" He spoke softly, a hint of taunt in his voice. I gulped and chose not to answer his question, but he continued.

"What a coincidence, this fits us— no wait, there was no us from the beginning. It fits me perfectly, just needs minor changes." He continued while increasing the volume, making my heart beat faster. "Like, you told me pretty lies, looked me into my face, told me that you love me, even if it was fake— but I did care. I had hella feelings for you, right now I act like I don't fucking care, I act like I don't fucking care like they weren't there because at this point I have no tears left to cry. I was only a fool for you, and you made a fool out of me, didn't you Yejin?" He asked, looking at me.

I kept silent, maybe I didn't want to speak and hurt him more than he was— or because I was too hurt to speak. Looking at him who was trying hard not break in front of me, wearing the mask of 'I don't care or 'I'm strong'— he perhaps didn't notice his trembling hands on the steering wheel, or the thin layer of tears in front of his eyes.

"Of course, you can't speak. Are you perhaps feeling guilty now? Was that the reason you were crying?" He asked, tearing his gaze away from me. I still didn't reply, there was no point in me speaking. Slowly I extended my hand and tried to change the song, the longer it will stay, the harder it will be for me— for us to not to cry and break down in front of each other.

"Don't be so comfortable." He spoke, voice once again cold. I retracted my hand and went back to look at the window. Sky still shade of black and crying tears, just like me. No doubt, his words did pierce my shattered heart but then again, what don't expect?

He's cheated on by his lover, he's broken beyond repair, more fragile than glass. He's currently sitting with one who's responsible for his miseries, he has every right to speak and let me know what I've done.

"I just wanna be the one
But to you, we're already done
Tell me, why'd you have to hit-and-run me?
Now I'm all alone crying ugly
You broke my heart just for fun
Took my love and just left me numb
Now it's eight in the morning
Hate in the morning (all because of you)..."

"This one too." He spoke once again. "Can you relate to this?" He asked, making me look at him. The amount of pain in his eyes was too much for me.
"I just wanted to be yours, but you hit me and ran away. I cried ugly for hours, you broke my heart for revenge, took my love, and left me numb. Tell me Yejin, are you happy now?" He asked. "Are you happy after filling your revenge? Seeing me all blue?"

I tore my eyes away from him because I didn't want him to see my tears. I was crying but at the same, I wanna laugh and tell him how I cried too, how blue I'm and his broken I'm.

"No." My voice cracked, I wiped my tears and looked at him, who wasn't expecting my answer at all. "I'm not happy at all." I replied. "Sometimes I think God is punishing me for playing with your heart," I replied as emotionless I could.

"As he should." He replied. I want fazed by his answer. He was right, after all, I should get punished for hurting him that badly, playing with his innocent heart but again did I have any choice?
"But sometimes I think I deserve it." My eyes widened a little and I looked at him who was driving nonchalantly. "A part of me thinks that I deserve what happened, after all, what I did to you that's what I deserved. I hurt you pretty bad, broke your heart multiple times just for revenge, made your life miserable. In return, you did that to me. The end." His words made my heart heavy. "But then again, a part of me thinks I don't deserve this. Because I don't think so it's a big deal for you but it's for me. I— I'm back at where I was in beginning, three years ago. I'm broken, I don't have an ounce of confidence, my insecurities are once again my best friends. And now, I don't think I'll be able to trust anyone." His voice quivered. Slowly I covered my eyes, tears once again trickled down.

What have I done?

"Crying won't change anything." He uttered. "It's funny to see you cry and regret after what you have done." There was no humor in his voice, just blankness and it started to hurt me.

"Jimin, there is something you need to know— you must know." I announced, slowly wiping my tears away again. At this moment I don't care, I had— we had enough. All I want right now is to end all this, end all our pain and sadness— and go back to what we used to be.

"There are more things to come? Now what, please don't tell me—" his voice got cut by his phone's vibration. It was on the dashboard, the screen lit up and a contact showed up which crumble my broken heart. A simple 'love' was enough to destroy me. My eyes trailed to him, who slowly looked at me, the emotions in my eyes were evident, at least I thought so.

Pain, so much pain that I can't describe. That is what he felt when he saw those pictures or when he find out about me cheating on him? But he isn't cheating, is he? He's not, then why did I feel like he betrayed me?

I saw him picking up the phone, for a few moments his face was emotionless, but it caught me off guard when a small smile made its way on his lips. The last time I saw him smile was three months ago, and now seeing him smile again did something to me— but mainly it was because the cause was someone else.

"I'm sorry love, I won't be able to come. Had a change of plan." He informed the other person, a girl I assume— while a smile never left his mouth.

Love, he never called me that.

"I know that's sad, something came up." Something? Am I something?

"Oh, you're at the water fountain?"

As if it was a cue, the lyrics filled the atmosphere, not helping me at all.

"Now he's grabbing her hips, and pulling her in
Kissing her lips, and whispering in her ear..."

My mind can't help but imagine him, with someone else, someone who is better than me, who is more beautiful than me, someone who he deserves. Smiling at each other while standing in front of the water fountain, the famous soot for lovers in Seoul. I can't help but imagine his hands on her slim waist, I can't help but imagine him flanking in and kissing her lips, whispering in his ears how much he loves her.

"Alright, I'll be there." With this he ended the call, pulling me out of my trance. I can't help but feel like dying, dying inside.

"Already find someone?" I asked with a bitter voice, drawing his attention from his phone.

"None of your business I assume." He harshly replied. Of course, it wasn't my business, remember I 'cheated' on him. I tore my gaze away from him, drilling the entire thing I sum up my courage, what's the reason for telling him everything when he already find someone to love.

"We are here." He announced, after some time. Didn't know when we reached my apartment. Before I could open the door he walked out of his car with his umbrella. He walked back and took out my crutches from the boot. He open the door for me and helped me to stand.

"Here." I tried to give his coat back to him but he stopped me.

"Keep it, I won't wear that again." He replied and give me the umbrella. Hurt flashed in my eyes, but then again I didn't speak.

"One last thing before I go," he said while stepping back a little. "Let's break up, this time officially."

I was too stunned to speak, my wide eyes looked into his. Yes, of course, we weren't tighter but hearing this from his mouth took me off guard.

"I don't wanna have anything with you. Now your revenge is over, I want to end everything. No more revenge cycle. Now I want to leave everything behind and want to move ahead. Sometimes, young people fall in love with the wrong people, some mistakes were made but that's all right because, in the end, I realized it will be better for me to end it once and all." His words crush me, my eyes turned glossy, I looked down at my wet muddy feet as I cried.

"Please take this back." His voice made me look at him. In his hand other was a envelop, a familiar pink envelope. The letter I wrote to him when I proposed.
"Had this in my car since day one, please take this back. I don't want your anything." I gulped when he gave it to me. "I'll send your clothes and other things to your house. And you can have those, I don't want them back. I specially made those so there is no reason for me to take them back." He said referring to the pendant and bracelet.

"I know," I mumbled. He didn't say anything, just walked back to his car and close the door. He looked at me from this window and spoke.

"Love somebody truly, don't break their heart like you broke mine." With this, he slid up his window and drew away, leaving me in the middle of the road. My vision blurred and my lips quivered, once again my leg wobbled and I end up falling on the street, the umbrella flew away making me the rain hit me, wetting me again. My cry filled the street with the pitter-patter.

It was a good thing that people could hear my cries, they couldn't hear my heart breaking for million times, they couldn't hear my soul shattering apart like glass. I saw the pink envelope getting wet due to rain, I hugged it— I didn't know why I was hugging it, maybe because it was one of the few things I had which belonged to him? Which maybe will remind me of him.

"Some people fall in love with the right people at the wrong time."

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A/N

It has been ages since I updated
Rejection, but it is worth it— I might say.

Don't say anything bad about Jimin, you would do the same thing if you were cheated on.

I love this chapter.

This showed Jimin's characters development throughout the story. From a guy who took revenge to a guy who let it go.

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