《victon imagines》subin - past is past
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Subin's POV
I just can't forget you like this, what have I done? I hope she's not confident about our breakup. If only I could go back to fix everything I've done.
"Hey Y/N!" I call her out when she was unpacking her stuff from a photoshoot. Her studio was filled with beautiful photographs and the room felt refreshing. As I placed down her things on her desk, I spotted a guy going up the stairs holding the rest of the things Y/N brought.
The guy spotted me and greeted "Hello. By any chance, are you Y/N's boyfriend?" He asked. "I am, why?" He went near me and whispered "Not for long," He replied.
"What did you say?" I said feeling anger rising up. "Hey what's wrong?" Y/N suddenly heard us. "It's nothing," The guy replied innocently. "What do you mean it's nothing?" I got more annoyed. My body reacted as I grabbed his collar, while Y/N was in shock.
"Subin, stop it!" Y/N shouts at me and I let go of him. "Hey, you can leave now," She said to the guy and he exited the studio. "Who is he?" I asked. "He's just a friend." Y/N clarified. "I need an explanation," She demanded.
I explained everything that happened but she still doesn't believe me. "He would never do that," Y/N said. "But he did," "Even if he did, you shouldn't have done that," She was right, but I still hate him.
"Let's just break up," She didn't hesitate to say it. "But-" "Just leave before I change my mind." She said and I quietly left without saying another word.
After thinking of what I did, I thought that I shouldn't be just sitting here. I should be doing something right now. A simple apology won't do it and I was lacking ideas. I decided to go outside and think of something that I could come up along the way.
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While I was walking, I saw a music shop. That's when I thought, why not make a song? I went back home and started working on the song.
I wrote down all my feelings and everything that I want to say. I felt more relieved because I'm very good at expressing my thoughts and ideas through songs.
After finishing it, I sang it and I felt that I was doing the right thing. I recorded the song and I sent it through a message. I hope she won't ignore me this time.
I woke up and I saw a message on the screen. Y/N wrote Meet me at the studio, 10:00. I knew she heard my song and I think I was going to get an answer.
I went to her studio and I could remember the memories from yesterday. I wanted to forget them but it kept coming back.
She wasn't there yet so I waited for a while. I heard footsteps coming so I sat down. Y/N opens the door and we made eye contact. It really felt awkward but I didn't really mind it.
"Hey, uh, Subin." She was stuttering while she was calling me. "Yeah?" "I'm sorry," she apologized and she sat down beside me. "I should be the one who should be apologizing." I regretfully said.
"To be honest, it doesn't matter. Past is past." "You're right," I agreed and we just sat there together. Y/N suddenly pulled me into her embrace. I hugged her back and felt thankful that she decided to be with me again.
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