lee heeseung. 012

Heeseung looked exhausted when you broke up.

Not angry. Not cold. Just... tired.

The argument started over missed calls and canceled plans, but ended with something much worse.

“You never talk to me anymore.”

“And you never give me space.”

“Because every time I do, you disappear emotionally.”

Heeseung let out a quiet laugh.

“You know what's scary?” he whispered. “I think we stopped understanding each other a long time ago.”

That sentence followed you home.

Because the worst part? You still loved him.

You cried yourself to sleep. Then...

You woke up in your old bedroom. The posters. The desk.

Everything was exactly as it had been three years ago.

Your phone lit up.

heeseung 🖤 «outside your building rn hurry before ur late 😑»

Your heart stopped. Three years before the breakup. Before everything fell apart.

When you reached campus... There he was. Holding two iced coffees.

The moment he saw you, his face lit up. You'd forgotten he used to smile like that.

"Nayeon." He handed you one of the drinks. "You overslept again, didn't you?" You couldn't answer.

Three years from now, this same man would ask why loving each other had become so difficult.

But today... He still looked at you like forever was easy.

"...Why are you looking at me like that?"

You grabbed the sleeve of his hoodie.

He blinked. "Nayeon?" Your eyes filled with tears.

"You okay?" he asked softly.

After a long silence, you whispered, "...Do you still like me a lot?"

He laughed quietly. "Still?" Like the answer was obvious.

He rested his forehead against yours. "Nayeon...You're literally my favorite person."

Your chest tightened. Love hadn't become complicated yet. It was still easy. Still certain.

You closed your eyes. Maybe this time... I can save us before we fall apart.