@jayaein_: pov: back in high school, you had a quiet classmate named jake. he wasn’t the type to draw attention—reserved, soft-spoken, and far from popular with girls. while most people barely noticed him, you somehow did. maybe it was the way he kept to himself, always scribbling in his notebook or staring out the window like he was lost in thought. you were the only one who regularly talked to him, and over time, that small connection grew into a comfortable friendship. he never seemed to mind your chatter, and you secretly liked how he listened to every word without judgment. then one day, he confessed. it was after school, the sun dipping behind the buildings as the air turned cool. you were sitting on the empty bleachers, laughing about something trivial when he suddenly said, “i like you.” your heart skipped, not out of excitement but shock. you didn’t know what to say because at that time, you had no plans of entering a relationship. you were focused on your own dreams, your own world. so, you rejected him. the way his eyes dimmed that day stayed with you longer than you’d like to admit. after that, things changed. he started avoiding you—not in a bitter way, but quietly, as if he wanted to fade from your life without hurting you further. then, just before graduation, he transferred schools. and after that, nothing. no calls, no updates. it was like he disappeared. now, years have passed. life turned out differently than you imagined. tonight, you’re at a bar—drowning your anger and heartbreak in liquor because you just discovered your boyfriend was cheating on you. the pain burned, but you refused to let it show. instead, you decided to get wasted and dance the night away, moving to the beat as if nothing mattered. you were spinning under the neon lights when someone caught your attention. a tall, handsome guy laughing with his friends, his smile radiant and confident. there was something about him that seemed familiar, like a memory tugging at the back of your mind. you couldn’t stop staring, trying to figure it out—until you realized he was walking toward you. without a word, he joined you on the dance floor, his hands finding your waist effortlessly. strangely, it didn’t feel intrusive. you placed your hands on his shoulders, swaying together in sync. “you look familiar,” you whispered against his ear. he didn’t answer—just smiled. that smile stirred something in you, but before you could dwell on it, you went back to your table to grab another drink. he followed, quietly watching as you downed shot after shot. minutes later, your vision blurred, the world spinning. you decided to go home, but the moment you stood up, your legs gave in. you almost hit the floor—until strong arms caught you. “stop being careless,” he murmured. the voice. that voice. it was familiar—too familiar. your heart raced as you looked up, your face inches from his. and then it clicked. jake. before you could say a word, darkness consumed you. you woke up groggy, your head pounding. this wasn’t your room. you sat up in panic, only to notice you were wearing different clothes. before anxiety could take over, the door opened—and there he was. “oh, you’re awake,” jake said softly, stepping inside. his presence felt different now—more mature, more confident. you stammered, “w-what happened?” “nothing,” he reassured quickly, reading your expression. “you were drunk. i had my maid change your clothes since you reeked of alcohol.” relief washed over you. “d-do you recognize me?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. jake chuckled, eyes meeting yours. “at first, no. i just thought you were… captivating on the dance floor. then, when i got closer, i realized—it’s you. for the second time, you caught my attention.” your chest tightened. you didn’t know what to say. all you managed was, “thank you for taking care of me, jake.” you couldn’t even look him in the eye. (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #jake #jakeenhypen #fyp

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