«you say you need a true love»

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"You don't want more?"

"No," I shook my head as Suho pulled away his bag of gummies, stuffing one more in his mouth before rolling the bag shut.

I held onto the carton of strawberry milk, squeezing it tightly while we both walked to the direction of my house. We received a couple of stares from other students once we left the school building but Suho simply ignored them while I freaked out on the inside.

My eyes peaked at him secretly. Suho seemed to be acting like his usual self, walking confidently and keeping silent. He must've felt me staring at him because he turned to glance at me and smiled.

"Are we almost at your house?" He asked.

I nodded as my head turned away from him, "yeah," my hands began scratching on the milk carton as I prayed quietly that our walk would come to an end.

"Oh," Suho muttered slowly, "your boyfriends here," he pointed a finger to a group of boys, who were all inside a restaurant, punching and laughing loudly with each other.

I glanced at them before quickly looking away and sighing, "hopefully his friends don't try yelling at you again," I laughed awkwardly.

Suho brushed it off, "they don't scare me."

I bit my lip before turning my head to him, "I talked to Seojun about the other day," I said, "he apologized-well to me-not to you but," clearing up my words quickly, "he said he won't do it again."

Suho chuckled, "I'm sure he won't," letting his words out sarcastically. He motioned his head to the carton of milk in my hands, "you're not going to drink it?"

"I want to drink it with some cookies I have at home," I told him. Suho licked his lips with a defeated facial expression, "ah, I should've bought you some cookies."

"No it's fine you don't have to," I reassured him but he kept insisting, "next time I'll bring you both cookies and strawberry milk."

I was confused by his words, "next time?"

He seemed taken aback, "I didn't mean that," his eyes widening as he awkwardly looked around, "next time as in when you want some-not like I'll buy you one everyday," he forced a laugh, "no I wouldn't do that..."

I raised my hands, waving them rapidly, "oh no you can buy me everyday if you like," mouth opening as I realized what I said, "if you have the money of course only if you want to."

The corners of his mouth immediately lifted, "great," he spoke, "I'll buy you both ," he empathized, "and strawberry milk."

Before I could respond, a familiar voice began yelling out my name. We both stopped walking in unison and immediately twirled around to look for the voice.

"Yeeun," Seojun was marching over to us as his friends followed behind. He smiled devilishly and I could sense Suho's annoyance in his stance. I tapped my foot while waiting for those boys to reach us.

Seojun sighed, still keeping that smile on his face, "it's nice to see you Suho," turning his attention back to me, "why aren't you home yet?"

I frowned at him as he stood there waiting for me to respond so he can crack some obnoxious jokes in front of his friends, "this is so annoying," I mumbled before spinning around to continue my walk home.

"Hey!" Seojun shouted, "how dare you walk away from me!"

I heard a pair of footsteps catch up to me, which I assumed to be Seojun's but they were actually from Suho. Pretty soon after another pair of footsteps reached me but this time they were from Seojun.

They both joined my stroll and gave each other death stares before Seojun told him off, "I don't think you should be walking other people's girlfriends home."

Suho cackled before tearing into Seojun, "well then you shouldn't be leaving your girlfriend behind."

"Hey! I didn't leave her behind I went to go hangout with my friends," he defended himself. Seojun pulled up a shopping bag and shook it happily, smirking at him before shoving the bag in my face, "I bought something for my ," highlighting the fact that we're together.

I snatched the bag away from him and hurried my steps to avoid being near them any longer. It wasn't long until Suho decided to poke fun at Seojun once again.

"I don't think she likes it," he ridiculed him.

Seojun bursted out into an aggressive laughter, which made him come off as irritated, "I don't think she likes being near you," he jeered at Suho.

He snapped back, "well she was in a good mood before you decided to show up," he then said a few words to try to mess with Seojun's mind, "were having a good time before you showed up."

My misery was cut short once I recognized my house. I left behind the bickering boys and nearly ran to my front door. I tried my best to unlock the door as fast as possible but I was stopped by the both of them.

"See you at school Yeeun," Suho spoke to me lovingly. Seojun began bragging about the clothes he bought me, "remember to send me a photo of you wearing what I sent you," he demanded and glanced at Suho, who side eyed Seojun.

I released the grip I had on my door nob and turned to him, "I'm not doing that."

Seojun looked away, scratching his head embarrassingly. Suho attempted to hide his smile as he faked a cough. I finally got my door unlocked and immediately entered my house.

I shut the door and sneakingly looked into the peep hole. There they were once again arguing with each other, I rolled my eyes and wandered up the stairs to my bedroom.

Throwing the bag to the floor, I jumped onto my bed and felt my eyes slowly begin to shut. But a masculine voice began to speaking me and I raised my head up from my comfy sheets to track the voice, but I wasn't in my bedroom anymore.

I was at school.

Seojun was the voice speaking to me. He was handing me a pink hearted shaped box with a ribbon tied over it to keep the supposed gift shut. I unwillingly grabbed onto the box, thanking him as I stared at it for a few moments.

"Open it," he told me. I looked at him before slowly unwrapping the ribbon, removing the cover off and glancing back up at him after opening the gift.

"There's nothing," I muttered to him.

He nodded, "I know."

I dropped the box and froze. My eyes looked around the classroom and there was nobody except for one person. Lim Jukyung was sitting in her seat who surprisingly also had a pink heart shaped box placed on her desk.

But hers wasn't empty. There were bracelets and earrings inside. I felt a bitter and nauseous sensation take over me, my eyes trembling as I fought to hold back the tears. Seojun only stood there while my lips quivered and nose snuffled repeatedly.

Suddenly I was back in my bedroom. My eyes shut as I realized it was only just a dream. The last dream I had about Seojun was romantic, but why was this one confusing.

I kept myself laid down on my sheets and spent the rest of the afternoon trying to decode what the tragic fantasy meant.