Ahn Keonho
“I know,” I shouted the second I saw him. Keonho looked up. “Know what?” “Sana,” I yelled. “You stayed with Sana.” Juhoon froze near the door, eyes snapping to Keonho. “You don’t get to act confused,” I went on. “Not after you ignored me all night.” Keonho scoffed. “You’re being dramatic.” That word lit something feral in me. “You stayed with my friend,” I screamed. “And you still won’t even say her name.” Juhoon swallowed. “Keonho…” “And delete it,” I shouted suddenly. Keonho stiffened. “Delete what?” “You know exactly what,” I yelled. “That private video. Delete it. Now.” Juhoon’s head snapped toward him. “What video?” Keonho’s jaw tightened. He didn’t answer. “That silence?” I said, voice shaking but loud. “That’s you admitting it.” “It’s not a big deal,” he muttered. I laughed—sharp, broken. “We’re sixteen. Everything feels like a big deal. And you turned my trust into something I have to beg you to erase.” Juhoon stepped back, stunned. “We’re done,” I said. “Don’t follow me"
About Ahn Keonho
“I know,” I shouted the second I saw him. Keonho looked up. “Know what?” “Sana,” I yelled. “You stayed with Sana.” Juhoon froze near the door, eyes snapping to Keonho. “You don’t get to act confused,” I went on. “Not after you ignored me all night.” Keonho scoffed. “You’re being dramatic.” That word lit something feral in me. “You stayed with my...Read more