Begin Again
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They were childhood friends, she was like his little sister whom he never had. But everything instantly crumbled down because of her abrupt love confession. She left without words until they met again 8 years later only to be wedded to each other.
Foreword
2010
I have prepared so much for this day. In front of the mirror, with my pet dog George and I even spoke to my mother’s cactus. I know there’s like 99 percent chance he would say no but I just can’t help but to hold onto that 1 percent chance of him saying yes.
Seeing him every day, my lips are aching to say how handsome he looks today, how sweet his voice rings to my ears and that I always loved his gentle smile. How I wish I can tell him to never smile like that to any other girl but me. I have to say it, I have to tell him I like him so much.
For 3 years I held it in, I just have to confess.
It’s now or never.
“Oh, Bona? You scared me.” His deep voice shook me back to real world. I love the way he says my name, it sounds so effortlessly perfect. “What are you doing here in front of the door like this?”
Hearing his voice, looking at his tall figure standing in front of me right now… I know it’s time.
“Um, Wonho Oppa. C-Can I talk to you?”
“Sure. What is it?” He raises his brow and walks a step out of the school’s practice room.
I take a deep breath and close my eyes. My heart’s pounding so hard I thought it would pop out from my chest but I try to keep calm.
“W-Wonho Oppa, I-I like you very much. W-Will you go out with me?”
Silence. But it’s deafening to my ears. I hate this, I want to hear his reply but I don’t dare to open my eyes until he speak.
“Just accept it, Wonho-ya. Poor girl!”
“She’s cute. Don’t turn her down!”
I held my breath for a few seconds. Those unfamiliar voices… I open my eyes to the sight of a group of people standing beside Wonho Oppa. All of them were grinning, laughing at me, I know. My face suddenly feels hot. How stupid I am, for confessing here in front of his friends… Why the heck didn’t I ask to meet Wonho Oppa privately somewhere but here?
Idiot.
My vision’s getting blurrier. But no, I can’t cry here.
“I-I’m sorry Bona.”
But that sentence is already enough to make tears fell from my eyes.
An arranged marriage story with random pairing of MonstaX and WJSN with a spice of NCT.
Unedited.
Will be updated every weekend.
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