@jayaein_: pov: you have a chaotic friendship with heeseung. while others envied you for having him always on your side, you just… learned how to survive him. he’s loud, unpredictable, and always has something to say. most people think you’re constantly on the edge of snapping at him—and honestly, sometimes you are. “you’re so annoying,” you muttered one afternoon as he took your pen again, completely unbothered by your glare. “and you’re still talking to me,” he shot back with a grin, leaning back in his chair like he owned the place. your friends laughed, already used to the back-and-forth that never seemed to end. “you two should just date already,” one of them joked, watching the way you kept bickering without missing a beat. “no,” you both said at the same time, not even needing to look at each other. you scoffed, crossing your arms. “i’d rather fail all my classes.” “same,” heeseung added casually. “i have standards.” you kicked his leg under the table, earning a quiet laugh from him, and just like that, everything felt normal again. that’s how it always is—constant teasing, constant denial, constant closeness that neither of you ever tried to define. but after a long day, when things got overwhelming and you didn’t have the energy to deal with anyone else, heeseung was always there. no matter how busy he was, no matter where he was, he answered your calls without fail. “what’s wrong?” he would ask the moment you stayed quiet for too long. “nothing,” you’d reply, even though he always saw right through it. “you’re lying.” “i’m just tired.” he would hum softly on the other end. “then talk to me until you’re not.” sometimes you didn’t even need to explain anything—just hearing his voice was enough to calm you down. he listened without interrupting, without making it about himself. he knew when to joke and when to stay quiett. and somewhere along the way, without realizing it, he became your person. you just never said it out loud. everything stayed the same until the day it didn’t. you were at his place, waiting for him while he stepped out for a while, something you’ve done countless times before. you sat on his bed, scrolling through your phone, not really paying attention to anything until your eyes landed on a notebook sitting on his desk. it looked ordinary, nothing special about it, and you didn’t think much when you reached for it absentmindedly. you weren’t planning to read it, but when you flipped it open, your eyes caught onto a page, then another, and another. your breath caught in your throat because it wasn’t just random notes—it was a diary. and your name was everywhere. your hands tightened slightly as you kept reading, your heart racing with every line you weren’t supposed to see. he wrote about you in ways you never expected. the way you laugh, the way you try to act strong even when you’re not, the small things you thought no one noticed. and then the words that made everything stop—how much he likes you, not as a joke, not as something passing, but something real that had been there for a long time. you didn’t even hear the door open behind you. “what are you doing?” you flinched, turning around to see heeseung standing there, his expression changing the moment he saw the notebook in your hands. he walked over quickly and took it from you, his movements more tense than usual. “you weren’t supposed to see that,” he said, his voice sharper than you’ve ever heard it. you stared at him, still trying to process everything. “you like me?” he looked away immediately, running a hand through his hair like he didn’t know what to do with himself. “just forget it,” he muttered. “heeseung—” “i said forget it.” and just like that, everything changed. after that day, he started avoiding you. no more late-night calls, no more random messages, it was quiet in a way that didn’t feel right, and the absence of him in your routine made everything feel heavier. (comsec++) THIS IS REPOSTED 💓 #enhypenpov #enhypen #heeseung #heeseungenhypen #fyp

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