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#35





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| Jungguk |
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Regret.

Regret is the word that should describe the feeling overpowering my emotions since that day.

That day when I had so stupidly opened my mouth and let my jealousy talk. When I'd hurt HyeJin.
I never meant those words. I want to apologize, yet there's something within me that doesn't allow me to do so. Even though I know that after what all I'd said, she'd never come approach me first, I still want and hope for it.

My phone vibrates on the desk, and my heart suddenly jumps at the thought of the caller being HyeJin.
But it drops when I realise that the caller isn't her, but RaeYu.

I pick it up anyway.

"RaeYu, hey. What's up?"

The pencil dances between my fingers, doodling figures on the sheet of my notebook.

"Junggukie! I missed you honey!"

I cringe. Honey? Since when?

"Uhuh."

"Anyway—" her voice sounds a bit disappointed. "—I wanted to ask if you'd go out with me. Actually there's this club which had opened only a few days back. By the way, it's my father's friend's, and I've got a couple pass which offers special privileges too. We'd go on Friday's night so you better be ready by 8 in the evening and—"

"Uh, ReaYu, I don't think I'd be able to—"

"Please Junggukie, please. I like you, and I want to spend more time with you. Don't you want that too?"

"I—I-"

"Jungguk, please do this much for me. I'll feel bad if you don't."

I pause.
I don't want to hurt anyone, I've already done that to HyeJin, and my heart aches since that day. I don't want to hurt another.

But I don't want to go.
Not when I'm in love with someone else, and that person's hurting.

"Uh, I'll think about it."

"Oh, thank you Junggukie. I hope to hear that 'yes'!"

What do I reply to that?

"Anyway, see you tomorrow. Bye hun!"

The heck? What's with this honey shit?

I need to work on an excuse for not going. Maybe I can say I caught a cold. Or that I got an unexpected assignment I need to finish over the night. Or—

My monologue gets interrupted when my phone rings for the second time.








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