《NCT -Imagines, Scenarios, Reactions, etc.-》Winwin Angst💔
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Winwin's P.O.V.
I was getting ready to take my best friend, Y/N, out so that I could confess to her and ask her to be mine. I had made all the plans so that this confession could be perfect. I am going to take her to the park were I had the scenery all set up, she will be mine, I hope.
I entered my car and started driving to her place to pick her up, she thinks we are just hanging out at the park, something we usually do but obviously tonight will be different. As I parked in her driveway she walked out of her house, I can't take my eyes off of her, she is so- so beautiful.
"Like what you see?" She joked around as she strapped in the seatbelt.
"W-what?" Gosh dang it. I stuttered.
"Sichengie was caught~ what you think I'm pretty?" She asked kind of in a serious tone.
"Pretty ugly," I joked as she looked at me with an offended face and chuckled.
"Off to the park!!! I mean we go there nearly everyday, but why so late today?"
"It's a surprise." I smiled to myself, feeling the nerves set in.
We arrived to the park, luckily my decorations were still up. I got out of the car and opened her door, she stepped out and she saw everything,
"What's all of this?"
"It's the surprise," she looked in awe at all of the fairy lights hanging from the trees and the balloons that had lights inside that illuminated the atmosphere around them with a lovely glow. I took her hand and lead her to the center of an arch of flowers whet I faced her, she looked up at me and opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out.
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"Y/N, you've been my best friend for as long as I've known, but over this time period I've grown stronger feelings for you, I like you, a lot, so much that my universe revolves around you, I can't get you out of my head. Y/N, would you do me the honors of being mine?" She had glittery eyes that looked to be getting glossy as if tears were about to spill out of them.
"S-sicheng- Yes, yes I would love to be yours!" She hugged me and cried into my shoulder, she pulled back and kissed my cheek, making me blush and making her giggle.
We continued the night looking at the stars, until she said,
"Race you to the ice cream shop," and she ran, trying to get across the street to the shop, I stood up in a hurry to get to her but I couldn't catch up, I yelled,
"Wait up!" She turned towards me as she ran into the street,
"Wha-" she was hit by a truck that had not stopped for her. I couldn't believe it, it felt like a dream...not like a dream, like a nightmare. All the traffic came to a stop as I fell to my knees at the sight of her dead body in the road, I cried, I screamed, I punched the concrete until my knuckles turned bloody. I didn't move from my place until the police picked ne up and the ambulance arrived, along with the paramedics that delivered the saddening news that she was gone. People ask me why I don't enjoy ice cream like I used too, how I hate the taste of it, how I hate the sight of it, how I hate the mentioning of it, It's all because of that night, the night I lost my beloved Y/N. I never got to say "I love you" and I never got to say "goodbye"....but I got to say she died, my life will never be the same without her, NEVER. I miss her, I want her back, but I can't have get back, I can't cuddle get, or even kiss her, not even joke around with her anymore...I repeated all of this insude of my head until the exact moment of tonight, the anniversary of Y/N's death. I walked into on coming traffic and saw the ice cream shop in front of me, and that was the last thing I saw until everything went black. I love you Y/N and I am coming for you.
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