*this chapter to all my readers reading this book*
*MY PERVERT BOYFRIEND*
Three years later…
We thought
No… I thought
we could fight through everything.
That nothing could ever stand in our way.
Because we were in love.
But that was just a delusion… a kind of fantasy.
I used to believe that high school love would be the same in college.
But it wasn't.
It was different.
Was it because we chose different paths?
I studied art…
while he studied medicine.
And somewhere along the way…
we slowly drifted apart.
We were both busy, both chasing our dreams,studying day and night…
Until we forgot that we were once a couple.
That we were once in love.
In his department,
girls surrounded him.
They wanted him.
They admired him.
Even though they knew we were dating
.
Back in our first year…
We used to go home together.
Study together.
Laugh together.
He would help me with the subjects I struggled with,
patiently explaining everything.
Back then…
it felt like nothing could break us.
But by our third year…
Everything had changed.He barely came home anymore.
And when he did,
I was already asleep.
Every time,
there was always an excuse.
"Group study."
"Assignments."
"Friends."
He had no friends apart from me, but now he had an excuse
Last week, it was the same.
Again… and again… and again.
Sometimes, I tried to believe him.
But…
Could I really trust him?
Could I keep trusting him
just for the sake of love?
Could I still believe in us?
Min Yoongi.
"Babe… it's been a while since we cooked together. Tonight, we should… I'll finish my work early," I said softly.
"Uh… hmm…" he hesitated.
His eyes shifted.
His Adam's apple moved as he swallowed.
I searched his face… looking for the truth.
"I'm sorry… I won't be coming tonight," he finally said. "I have to study with a friend. I just came to grab my jacket."
He brushed past the groceries I had bought…
untouched.
Then he picked up his jacket.
"Babe, it's going to snow today… don't go out, okay? I don't want you catching a cold."
And just like that…
He left.
I slowly sat down.
Devastated.
He forgot.
The most important day.
The day that meant everything to us.
Our anniversary.
Our third year anniversary.
Does he still love me?
…Or does he not?
Maybe…
Maybe he fell out of love along the way.
"Shibal…" I whispered under my breath.
What was I even thinking?
Love can fade.
And maybe…
Yoongi's love faded too.
Or… maybe it's me.
Maybe I'm the problem.
Maybe he's trying…
and I just don't see it.
That's what I kept telling myself.
Every day.
Just to believe…
that he still loved me.
But…
What if he's cheating?
With someone from his department?
Or someone else?
No.
I need to know.
I need to see it for myself.
I need to clear this confusion in my head.I grabbed my jacket…
And followed him.
He walked quickly,
glancing back every few minutes.
Suspicious.
Careful.
He's cheating on me…
No.
I shouldn't assume.
I need proof.
And then…
He stopped.
A bar.
I got down from the taxi a distance away
and followed quietly, hiding myself.
He walked in.
Greeted the bartender.And then…
He sat down.
Between two girls.
Smiling.
A smile…
I hadn't seen in a long time.
A smile he no longer gave to me.
My chest tightened.
My heart dropped.
Yoongi…
is a cheater.
I couldn't take it anymore.
I walked in.
Tears filled my eyes, blurring my vision.
I didn't want to believe it.
I didn't want this to be real.
But before I could stop myself.My hand moved faster than my thoughts.
Bam.
The sound echoed.
I slapped him.
Hard.
I had never slapped him before.
Only playful punches.
But this…
This hurt more than anything.
"I hate you… cheater!" I shouted.
And I walked out.
I called a taxi immediately.
"Yah! Ji-hye!" he shouted behind me.
"Ji-hye! I need to explain!"
He held onto the car door.
"It's...."
But the car drove off.
And just like that…
Everything shattered.
My heart was already in pieces.
Would he be angry…
that I found out?
Like Ahn In-seop?
Or…
Would he ask for forgiveness?
No.
I won't forgive him.
I hate you.
Min Yoongi.