8 Works by 4ft
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Jisoo couldn't get over a heartbreak, even after a year.
She couldn’t move. She lay on her back with her eyes fixed on the ceiling, tears slipping freely down the sides of her face. She let out a heavy sigh.
Then she wondered how she got here. Why she was here. Why she was still here.
She was pretty sure she had died from heartbreak when her then-girlfriend decided to leave without an explanation. Cliché, she knew. But since then, she had been fired from her job, came thisclose to being homeless, cut off all communication with her friends, even her family, and lived dangerously close to losing it.
That was a year ago.
So why was she here? Why was she still here?
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AU where Chaeyoung and Jisoo are 21-year-old college students who live five thousand miles away from each other and decide to give long distance a chance.
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The one with twenty-one of Chaeyoung's voicemails for Jisoo.
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Falling in love is hard enough on its own.
Falling in love with your childhood best friend, who also happened to be your first kiss, who also happened to be moving abroad indefinitely, is something else entirely.
Will first loves come through? Or will they remain exactly that. Just a first.
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Chaeyoung has been in love with Jisoo for two years before she finally says it out loud over soju and grilled meat on a Thursday night. Jisoo doesn't feel the same, and rather than let the friendship become something painful to navigate, Chaeyoung quietly disappears from her life, one missed Thursday at a time.
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Jisoo relives her and Chaeyoung's love (and heartache) through storytelling.
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Based on Tom Waits' song I Hope That I Don't Fall In Love With You.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 1,644
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Kudos:
- 17
- Hits:
- 241
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Overprotective Jisoo over Chaeyoung, even though she doesn't understand her feelings yet. They taste other people before they realize they are each other's favorite flavors.
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Park Chaeyoung.
Never late. Never noisy. Never in trouble.
She walked into the classroom exactly two minutes before the bell, as she always did. Enough time to choose her seat, unpack her books, and mentally prepare for whatever the semester held. Teachers loved her. Trouble avoided her.Then—
Bang.
The classroom door slid open.
A girl walked in, uniform loose, tie undone, hair messy like she’d run through a storm. Or a fight. Or both. She chewed gum slowly, lazily, like she didn’t care that twenty pairs of eyes were staring at her.
“Kim Jisoo,” the teacher sighed. “Late. Again.”
Jisoo gave a bow. Quick, disinterested, her gum still in her mouth, and scanned the room for a seat.
Only one was empty.
Chaeyoung’s heart dropped.Jisoo stomped to the back row and dropped her backpack onto the floor with a heavy thud, then slouched into the seat. Within seconds, she rested her head on the desk as if the world had exhausted her beyond reason.