Yuna POV:

Flashback:

Twirling the pencil in my hand, I focused on solving a math problem.

'Hi.' I lifted up my head, hearing a soft manly voice.

Passing a nervous smile, he pushed his spectacles up to his nose. My heart raced when I caught a glimpse of the boy.

Park Jimin.

The class president of the senior batch. He was the most intelligent student in the class.

But most of all, he was my crush.

I liked him since I transferred to Big hit high school. Many boys proposed to me, but I rejected all of them, just for one person.

The one who stole my heart, which was none other than, Park Jimin.

'H-Hi, how can I help you?' I stammered, feeling nervous around him.

'Can we talk?' He seemed hesitant.

'Yeah, sure." Standing up from my chair, I curiously looked at him.

Taking off his spectacles, he polished it with the hem of his uniform shirt before putting it back to its original place, 'Not here. At the rooftop?'

'Okay, Let's go.' Giving a small smile, I followed him to the rooftop.

He went near the balcony and released a heavy breath before turning to face me.

'Yuna, I-I... I...'

A long, deep sigh escaped from his mouth. He didn't say a word; he stared motionlessly straight ahead.

'Yes?' I raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to speak.

Again, he inhaled a deep breath and faced me, before continuing, 'I-I like you. Will you be my girlfriend?' Scratching his head, he asked unsurely.

My brain stopped working for a moment. I was lost for words.

'...If you don't mind.' After a while, he mumbled, cursing himself in a low voice, staring down at his feet.

I chuckled, seeing him flushed in embarrassment. I took a step closer to him, making eye contact.

'Do you know how long I have waited for you to confess?' I was at the brink of tears; I could hardly contain my happiness.

His eyes lit up hearing my response. Scooting near him, I got a hold of his squishy cheeks with my hands.

"I like you too. I would love to be your girlfriend.'

He stood still, without moving a muscle.

Closing the distance between us, I kissed his cheek. His cheeks turned red. Staring me in shock, he touched his cheeks, where I kissed him.

I looked down at my shoes, "I... I love you."

Still not meeting his eyes, I touched the locket on my neck and played with it for a moment. A flush crept on my cheeks.

'W-What? Y-You... love me?' Widening his eyes, he looked at me with an unknown expression.

I nodded shyly, hiding my flushed face.

'I-I'm sorry... I think I made a mistake."

"I shouldn't have told you that I like you.' I lifted up my head and saw him lowering his gaze.

'What?' Tears welled up in my eyes.

All of a sudden, my eyebrows curled against each other, and my eyes widened with grief.

Does that mean he doesn't like me?

I looked away from him, hiding the tears which shined in my eyes. I made a mistake by confessing my feelings to him.

I turned to leave. He gripped my shoulder, stopping me from leaving. Holding my shoulders, he turned me around. With tears in my eyes, I matched my eyes to his.

'I don't like you. I love you. I should've told you that.' He smiled sweetly before capturing me in his embrace.

End of Flashback.

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"I want you..." His words struck me.

"What do you mean?" I blinked continuously, looking into his eyes trying to figure out his intention.

I hissed when he tightens his grip again, "I want you to leave him. I won't let you hurt anyone else."

I lowered my gaze, "I can't leave Jungkook."

His expression turned dark, unsatisfied with my response.

"Why?!" Gritting his teeth, he asked.

The color drained out of my face when I saw his eyes, which burned with hatred.

I can't tell him the truth.

What excuse should I give him?

"Because... I love Jungkook." I looked away, before blurting out.

I was afraid of getting caught. I tried to hide my pain, darting my eyes away from him.

"What? Love?" He scoffed, "Do you even know the meaning of love?"

He let out a bitter laugh.

"People like you can only love money, nothing else!" His grip on my wrist loosened before yanking roughly.

Tears shimmered in my eyes. Each and every word coming out of his mouth hurts like getting stabbed by a thousand knives.

Placing his hands beside me, he trapped me in between him and the wall.

"You're such a selfish person. You can't love anyone." He punched in the wall, making me flinch at his action.

Stepping away from me, he was about to walk off. Before he could do that, I grabbed his arm, stopping him from leaving.

If I don't do this right now, I might regret this for the rest of my life.

"Jimin, I still love you. I loved you and will always love you. Believe me." I secured my hand around his arm, not wanting to let him go again.

"Love... That word doesn't suit you. Everything between us was fake. Your love, the memories we shared. It was all fake. A fake love of a fake person like you." Back facing me, he removed my hand from his arm.

"Don't get any misconceptions like, I still love you. I came back to reveal your truth and save my friend from your lies." He turned around to pass a glare at me.

I can't let Jimin ruin everything. But most of all, I can't let him suffer because of me.

"I know you won't believe me. But for once please listen to me, Jimin. Just go back to the place where you came from. I don't want to see you get hurt. I beg of you, please go." Squeezing my eyes shut, I let the tears flow down my cheeks.

He let out a small laugh, in a mocking tone, "You don't want to see me get hurt?"

"You're the one who hurt me. My biggest mistake was falling in love with you. I will never repeat the same mistake again." Giving an emotionless look, he left me... again.

I fell on my knees and cried without fighting back my tears.

Is it too late now?

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Jimin POV:

What does she think of herself?

If she thinks we can get back together, then she totally got the wrong idea.

Choi Yuna, I won't be fooled twice.

I went back to the restaurant. Jungkook was sitting on a chair, tapping on the screen of his phone.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jeon. I had to make an urgent call." I bowed, apologizing.

"It's fine. Please take your seat."

I nodded and sat down.

He searched around the restaurant, looking for someone. He sighed before taking a file, concentrating on our meeting.

"So shall we start the meeting?" He was organizing some papers in the file.

Is he playing with me or is he really dumb?

I couldn't keep up with the act anymore, "Yah!"

"Excuse me? Yah?!" Jungkook said in an annoyed tone when I dropped the honorifics.

"You really don't remember me?" My brows knitted in doubt.

There is no way he can forget about me.

"Do I have to know you?" He sounded like he was upset.

I sighed.

He's still the same arrogant punk.

"I'm Jimin. Park Jimin! Don't you remember? Big Hit High school?" I highlighted the words which might remind him of me.

His pupils dilated, looking at me from head to toe, "W-What? How... How did you-"?

"Hyung? How did you change so much? You used to wear spectacles. You were chubby back then." Awe transformed his face.

Leaning forward, I smacked the back of his head.

"Back then also, I was handsome. I can't believe you couldn't recognize me." I rolled my eyes.

Giving a cheeky smile, he brushed his palms, "That's because you changed so much."

I chuckled.

"So how's your life? I heard you got married. Who's the lucky girl? You didn't even invite us to your wedding." 

His expression hardened when I mentioned about his marriage.

"Yeah. It's Kang Y/n." His eyes darted.

"You mean Kang Y/n?! The Kang Y/n, who had a crush on you since high school?" The corner of my mouth quirked up as I teased him.

He smiled weakly.

Just then, I remembered seeing him with Yuna.

Does he still love her?

I wondered.

"So, what were you doing with Choi Yuna?" I asked him the question even though I already predicted the answer.

His lower lip quivered, getting tense. 

He still loves her. But she doesn't love him. She only wants his money.

But would he believe me? I need to do something before it's too late.

Sooner or later, I have to reveal the truth of Choi Yuna.

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❝When you are in love and you get hurt, it's like a cut... It will heal but, there will always be a scar.❞

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A/N:

To clear up the confusion,  Yuna and Y/n were classmates. Jungkook and Jimin were their seniors studying in the same school.

Jungkook couldn't recognize Jimin because he changed from squishy mochi to Sexy mochi. IfyouknowhatImean.  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it. Have a great day/night!