Eun-ah's POV

It's been a little over a month since I've been in school. I've been out for my mental health since everything seems to be crashing down on me. That, and the fact that I had to heal all of those wounds before I came back to school or else Jonghyun would be mad. But on the brightside, Jonghyun has been bringing me my work from my classes and has gotten some people to write down my notes for me, so I'm not too far behind.

Yeah, Jonghyun and I are still together.

After what happened, he apologized multiple times, gotten me presents, and even played me a few songs on his guitar. Sweet, huh?

But I know I shouldn't be fooled. He loves me, he just... has a hard time expressing it.

When he came home, he went straight to the room to check if I was still here.

He's been doing that for quite a while now.

I think he's afraid that I would run away...

Jonghyun kisses me lightly, being careful of my busted lip.

My injuries from that night with Yonghwa have healed, but last night I tripped over the rug in the living room and busted my lip by landing face first on the table. Nice right? Jonghyun laid beside me, placing my homework on the night stand.

He intertwined our fingers, wrapping an arm around my shoulder, pulling me close to him. I rested my head on his shoulder, rubbing circles onto the back of his hand.

"What's wrong?" I ask. Jonghyun was oddly quiet today.

"What is your relationship with Kim Taehyung?"

I blinked. "V? He's my classmate... why?"

"I don't like him."

He squeezed my hand lightly and I could tell that he was uncomfortable. I pecked his cheek, but he stiffens.

"You won't... You won't leave me for him right?"

I stared at him skeptically, but he changed the subject before I could give him an answer.

"Never mind, that was silly of me to ask." He presses his lips to my temple, letting it linger before chuckling lightly. "I love you, y'know that?"

I nod, snuggling into his chest.

"I love you too."

"You know that you have to go back to school tomorrow right?"

I tense. "Ye-yeah... I'm dreading that the most."

"Don't. Yonghwa and the guys have talked it over, they'll make sure no one bothers you."

But they're the ones bothering me... I wanted to say, but I stayed quiet.

"Yonghwa hates me."

Jonghyun sighs, laughing a bit. "He's like that because he likes you."

My eyes widened, causing him to laugh even more.

"You guys have a shitty way of showing it." I pout, sitting up straight. "It's not funny."

"It's pretty funny to me."

I narrowed my eyes at him, causing him to stop laughing. "It isn't funny..."

"It's just a game to you guys isn't it?! Hurting people to show affection--it's--it's Sadistic!" I got up from the bed, trying to leave when Jonghyun grabbed my wrist. "Let me go."

"Where are you going? Look, I'm sorry, but--"

"But what?!" I shout. I could feel the tears starting to rise but tried to hold them back. "I'm going out. I need some air."

His eyes darkened, the gleam of mischief slowly leaving his eyes. "Want me to come with you?" He sounded mad..

"No, I'll be right back."

I grabbed my jacket and my wallet, feeling his eyes on me as I walked out the front door. I'm tired of this. I'm tired of all of it.

Shoving my hands into my pockets, I look up at the evening sky. Why does he do this? What did I do to deserve this? He hurts me because he loves me.... is that what love is?

I wandered into a cafe close by. The cakes in the windows looked tempting, so I wanted to bring one back for me and Jonghyun. Walking up to the counter, I jumped in surprise when I saw who the cashier was.

"Where've you been?" Was the first thing Zico asked, his eyes wide when he saw me. "And what happened to you?" He asked, pointing to my busted lip and bruised nose.

"I took a leave off from school for a bit, but I'm coming back tomorrow. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner." I muttered quietly. "And I fell into a table, that's how I got all this." I gestured to my face and he nodded skeptically.

"Okay... uh... What would you like to order?"

"Could I get two slices of New York Cheesecake, a Strawberry Swirl cake, and a Cinnamon bun? Extra Cinnamon and icing?" I spoke quickly, eyess still roaming the menu.

Zico gave a small smile, chuckling to himself as he rung up my orders. "Is that for here or to go?"

I pouted. Should I eat it here or go back with Jonghyun?

"Don't do that," Zico smirked. "You look too cute when you do that."

I felt my face heat up and smiled a bit. "To go please."

He chuckled, handing me my receipt. I liked his chuckle. It was humanizing, in a way.. I shook my head, wiping a smile off my face. When I looked at my receipt, I noticed numbers written down to the side in pen.

"What is..."

"That's my number." Zico said suddenly, handing me my bags. "Next time if you're gonna skip out, tell me so I won't worry."

I smile slightly, thanking him as I walked out of the store. Zico just gave me his number... Should I be happy about this? I wasn't looking where I was going, my eyes trained on my phone as I crossed the street. I had the weird feeling that I was being watched but I shook it off, hurrying home.

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"Ready for school?"

Jonghyun smiled, taking my hand as we walked. I shook my head for a no and he squeezed my hand reassuringly. I was scared.

What if people ask where I was?

What if I clam up, not being able to speak?

I'd be deemed as the weird girl again. And I don't want that to happen.

When we stepped foot onto campus, a long range of whispers started.

"Eun-ah's back."

"I thought she moved schools."

"I hoped she wasn't coming back."

"Gross, why's she here?"

I looked down at my shoes as we walked. I almost forgot how much they hated me. I looked to Jonghyun, who had his signature fake smile on his face as we past some of his 'fans'. He heard what they were saying, but he did nothing to stop them. I brought my gaze back down to my shoes, I knew I shouldn't have come to school.

Jonghyun walked me to class, making sure that I was in my seat, before taking a seat in front of me.

"What are you doing?"

"What? Can't I spend time with my girlfriend?" He chuckles. "I'm waiting for someone."

"Yonghwa?" I ask, but he shakes his head.

And that's when I noticed it.

Jonghyun had waited until V and Jimin came in to plant a long, heated kiss on my lips. My eyes were wide, not expecting that to happen, but I shoved him off. He chuckled, sending me his sly smirk before leaving. I think he ripped open the cut on my lip...

I brushed my fingers against my lips and sure enough, I was bleeding.

"Are you okay?" V asks, coming to sit in the seat in front of me. I shake my head, trying to get it to stop bleeding.

"Where have you been?" Jimin asks, handing me a tissue. I thank him, dabbing at my lip before answering.

"I took some time off to think."

"About what?"

"Just stuff." I couldn't really tell them that I stayed home for a month because I couldn't walk, now can I?

"Okay, so what was all that with your boy?" Jimin asks, grabbing another tissue for me.

"He wanted to make V jealous," I say rolling my eyes. "Which I don't even know why since V doesn't like me that way. Stupid right?"

V stayed silent while Jimin kept sending him looks.

"Yeah, that was stupid," V answers, chuckling awkwardly. I smile at them.

"I missed you guys."

Jimin and V hugged me. "We missed you too~"

When someone cleared their throat was when they pulled away. Yonghwa stood with Minhyuk behind him, glaring our way.

"Get your hands off her. Didn't Ji already warn you?"

V scoffed while Jimin looked away with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Maybe, but then again, when did BTS ever listen to the likes of you?"

Yonghwa twitched, his knuckles turning white. Minhyuk behind him sighed, placing a hand on his friend's shoulder.

"Not here." Minhyuk warned. "You can't get in trouble again. Remember your limits."

Yonghwa's eyes narrowed but his sly lop-sided smile still remained.

"Watch your back Kim Taehyung."

"Don't worry I will, but right after I steal Eun-ah from your douche of a friend."

"Enough! Both of you!" I shout, drawing everyone's attention. I stared at the two incredulously before grabbing my things and walking over to the vacant desk next to Jimin's. Sitting my stuff down, I left the classroom for a bit of air.

The day just started and already I want it to end.

I groaned, shoving my hands into my pockets, and, as usual, I went to the rooftop. When the bell rang, I knew I was going to be late, but at that point, I really couldn't care less. I stared at the into the soccer field next to the school where the P.E. classes were being held, and sure enough, I saw Jonghyun. I wanted to smile, like I usually did when I saw him, but I couldn't. Something about him, made me sad...

I watched as he played soccer, and when he kicked the winning goal, everyone cheered.

Just like they usually do.

But something caught my eye... A girl with bleached blonde hair went and hugged him.

What was this feeling?

Was it jealousy?

I stood up to go back to my class, but then I saw him.

Jonghyun's arms were wrapped around her waist (not in a friendly way), and when he leaned in closer to her, my world seemed to stop.

He kissed her.

"You know what he does right?"

"He's a douche."

"Do you really think he's perfect like everyone else does?"

I finally know what they were talking about.

My chest started to hurt.

What was this feeling?

....

....

....

It was heartbreak.

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