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genre: angst

word count: 1003

warnings: mentions of depression, break up

It was the first time Wonwoo had left the house in a extended period of time. Between break-up blues, studying and depression, it was hard to get out, even if it was for food or something for his studies, in which he was just scraping by at the moment anyways. In the last few weeks of trying to finish his degree in law, all Wonwoo had been doing was surviving off instant ramen and energy drinks while writing about the psychology used in mens rea and more components of forensic psychology for interviewing clients and witnesses.

In the two weeks since Wonwoo had left his apartment last for anything other than class lectures and workshops, not much had happened. His friends had been around very few days to make sure that he was still alive and eating, not just studying and checking his phone for something from his ex non-stop. His instant ramen stash had gotten too low, so now his friends were bringing him food and more of the sodium-filled packets. Wonwoo’s friends were also bitter towards Mingyu for what happened with him. They had all considered him a friend but now he’s worsened a close friends mental health tenfold.

Wonwoo recalled the argument on his way to pick up new textbooks for an upcoming unit involving copyrights and commercial law, tears stung at the back of his eyes as he walked, “I can’t keep looking after you when you fall, Wonwoo.” They were harsh words coming from the man he loved so dearly. “I can’t do this, you’re so… I don’t know. Unresponsive? Emotionless? I need something back, Wonwoo.”

He wanted to yell that it wasn’t his fault and that he did love Mingyu, and with a great personal loss too. When he came out to former friends before leaving for law school, they quickly turned on him and do did their parents, even the few that considered him as a son.

Wonwoo quickly turned the corner, not far from the universities book shop. Cold air sweeping through his thinly padded jacket, making the rattle in his chest seem so much worse. Other people walked past, looking similar to Wonwoo with their hands were shoved into their pockets and their shoulders hunched, trying to conserve body heat.

He welcomed the warmth that encased his body as he entered the book shop, taking a sigh in relief from escaping the cold bite of winters air. His yellow hoodie was damp from the snowflakes that had landed on him through the walk, and as he pushed the hood off and swept his hair out of his eyes, he was greeted with a person he wasn’t expecting to see.

There she stood, flicking through a medicine textbook. His ex-boyfriend’s sister. Wonwoo froze immediately, he missed his ex dearly but their relationship ended sourly, and it’s more than likely that his sister knows the whole saga. At first, he didn’t see anyone else in the shop, but then, like a mermaid rising from an ocean of paper, the girl emerged across the room. Her and her brother looked almost identical, if they didn’t look so similar, Wonwoo probably wouldn’t have recognised her. Minseo’s long bob hadn’t changed for the entire time he had known her and now, after a month without seeing her she’s dyed and cut her hair, bangs now just reaching her eyebrows.

Wonwoo had forgotten that Minseo went to the same university as him. Lectures for medicine and law never coincided which meant he ever only saw her when he visited Mingyu’s family. Mingyu still had a family, and the idea of one was now a foreign concept to Wonwoo. He had imagined plenty of times that maybe, in the future, he might adopt a child with Mingyu but the idea of that is just a painful dream now.

Minseo caught his eye and her eyes lit up, “Wonwoo!” The strides she took to reach him were quick and the smile on her face looked fake. She wrapped her arms around his boney frame and held him tightly, she whispered, “I’m so sorry…  What Mingyu did to you… He never should have done that”

A second unexpected event for today. He was confused, Wonwoo figured that Minseo would side with her brother and be willing to forget Wonwoo in an instant. It was then that a towering figure came into his view, “Minseo?”

Wonwoo recognised that voice immediately. It’s the same one that told him he was void of emotion and left soon thereafter, breaking what little was left of his heart. He let go of Minseo and walked off quickly, shooting her an apologetic look after he was further away from the pair of siblings. Instead of occupying himself with thoughts of his ex and how it looked like the breakup hadn’t affected him at all, he busied himself with going through the new textbook he had to get.

It was pages upon pages of legal terms and cases that he had already studied and written about. He sighed, the books were heavy with knowledge he had no use for. Sure, he was studying to become a prosecutor but it was never actually his dream, but rather his father’s. Wonwoo just went along with it because he didn’t know what else to do with his life.

His thoughts were interrupted by that familiar voice again, “so, you’re still doing whatever your father wants you to do, huh?”

“What do you want?”

“To talk.”

Wonwoo felt like scoffing, Mingyu had that chance while they were still dating but he used it when he broke the laters heart. He shook his head and let a dumb smile spread across his face, he wanted to tell Mingyu how much he hated him at this moment, for walking back into his life so simply and asking for a second chance, that’s just not how things usually work. But was he going to sit down with his ex and listen to him ramble on? Of course.

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