@whysunjai: Pov: You’ve always been teased by this boy named Juhoo. He was the one who literally wouldn’t stop, even if you said no multiple times. He was just… persistent. "Y/N, can I court you?" You stared at him, your voice flat. "Move out of my seat." "Didn't answer my question." "No." You shrugged your bag at him until he finally moved away. But it was never a one-time thing. It was constant. You wondered when he would stop. After school, when you’d catch him at the market, or even just in the cafeteria—he was always there. He’d buy you a treat, and sometimes you wouldn't allow it. Not because you hated him, but because you just couldn't accept gifts that cost something. "I don't want it. Keep it yourself," you’d say, shoving the gift or food back into his hands. But then, out of nowhere, you would accept. "I only accept this once," you'd mutter, "but it doesn't mean I'm letting you court me." And it went on and on. Though he wouldn't stop, and you always turned him down, every single time. Then, it happened. It had been weeks since you last visited school. Weeks that bled into a month, and then more than two. The silence from your usual spot in class was deafening, and it made Juhoo worried. "Have you heard about Y/N?" he'd ask, his voice tight. "What's wrong with her?" "Isn't she coming today?" He began to ask more people, his questions growing more frantic. It felt like a nightmare when your close friend, Minji, finally confessed the truth to him. He learned where your hospital was located. After that class, he came uninvited. You were diagnosed with leukemia. The door to your room opened. You were sitting up, and when you heard who it was, you immediately pulled a blanket over your head. You were bald now, and a sharp pang of embarrassment hit you when he suddenly appeared out of nowhere. "The hell—what the heck did you get here for?! Juhoo, is that you?" you said, your voice frustrated and muffled from under the blanket, staying hidden. "Y/N..." His voice was a choked whisper, stripped of all its usual playful confidence. "Minji told me. I... I had to see you." "See me?" you spat from under the covers. "See what? There's nothing to see. Go away, Juhoo. I'm serious." "No." The word was quiet, but firm. You heard his footsteps approach the bed. "I'm not going anywhere." — #povstories2026 #povstoriesforyou #juhooncortis #juhoonedit #kpopxreader

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