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The person you like is the 707 in the chatroom, not me..!'
If I had to describe what those words of his were like to me, in one single word, I'd say; scarring.
Seven's words were like scars to my heart that had been in love with him from day one.
He had a point, and yet...
It wasn't fair.
Nonetheless, here I went on, living my life and being unable to get my head away from thoughts about him.
The party was such a huge success, and I had done my job well.
I had the members of the RFA to thank, of course.
But I could not get the thought out of my head, that Seven had clearly pointed out that we do not get involved with each other.
I had no idea what I did wrong.
Zen had told me that I was over-reacting. He told me that it would be a matter of time before we got used to each other in person, as well.
Jumin seemed to be a little hesitant about it, but that might have been because Jaehee thought the same.
In the end, Yoosung was right.
Being in love with Seven was like chasing the clouds.