《beautiful time | nct dream (✓)》2.0 | goodbye
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❝words that we
couldn't convey
because of our
lack of courage.❞
[after a long tiring lesson,
lunch had finally rolled by
as the dreamies along with
hyeji entered the school's
cafeteria while seating at
the corner to avoid any
sorts of commotion from
the boys' so called fangirls.]
"here *tosses the
the packet of chocolate
over to hyeji*
i didn't know which
one you liked so, yeah
i got this one for you."
[renjun and jaemin
sat beside hyeji whereas
chenle and jisung were
seated opposite from
eachother with jeno
and mark in between
the two of them.]
"omg!! thankyouuu
lele virus you're
the best!! *shamelessly
winks with both her
eyes* i love you~"
"okay i'm offended!
chnele we've been
friends for over 5
years and yet you're
here giving hyeji
free gifts?!?!?!"
"YOU STILL DIDN'T
TAKE ME TO THE
ARCADE!!!!"
"that's cuz she is
hyeji and you are
lee doghyuck."
"ZHONG CHENLE!!
I TOLD YOU NOT
TO CALL ME THAT!!"
"oopsie my bad!
it was a typo!!"
"THIS IS A VERBAL
CONVERSATION FOR
GOD SAKE!!!"
"damn! keep quiet
you're being really
loud *sneeze*"
"that's a first hye-bae
as you are the third
loudest from us."
"okay now i'm
offended and
that's not on
periodt."
"are you okay
hyeji?? you don't
look....*squints*
that well."
"true! even renjunie
is extremely quiet
today if not he would
have been spitting
fire to everything
you say."
"heey!! i'm not
that mean!!"
"finally! that's his
very first five words
of the day."
"noona are you
sure you're okay??
plus it's quite hot
and you're um...
wearing a sweater
and um...thick
stockin....?"
[renjun and hyeji
exchanges quick
glances before clearing
their throat to speak.]
[only to end up speaking
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simultaneously.]
"THIS IS MY FAVORITE
SWEATER THAT'S WHY!"
"SHE WAS FEELING
COLD THAT'S WHY!"
"what?!"
"YEAH! I WAS FEELING
COLD THAT'S WHY!!"
"THAT'S HER FAVORITE
SWEATER THAT'S WHY!!"
"okay you guys
are hiding something
from us. and i've
clearly told you
before to not hide
anything from us."
damn you
renjun
damn you
hyeji!!
[hyeji uncomfortably shifts
on her seat, the heat piercing
through her wound as she
tired to make it less obvious.]
"you okay??"
[jaemin clings onto
hyeji's arm, her
wounded arm to
be exact as she
immediately yelped
out loud at the impact.]
"that hurt-"
[mark immediately stood
up, rushing to her side
while rolling her sleeve
up in haste.]
"h-how did this
happen???"
"oh my- hyeji
i know you are
clumsy but i
didn't know that
you were that
clumsy."
"i'm sorry!! did
i hurt you???"
"guys guys please
lower your voice
i don't want other's
to hear???"
"you texted me
saying that you
came home safely
last night. why did
you lie???"
[jisung slightly glanced
chenle, noticing how
serious he was.]
"*sneeze* i think
it's better to tell
them hyeji."
"omo omo!! renjun
AND hyeji hiding
something from us?!?!"
"it's not like that!!
yesterday night-"
"ye-yesterday night?!
don't tell me you guys
already did-"
[jeno headlocks donghyuck,
stopping him from continuing.]
"what the hell?!
no bitch!!"
[jisung quietly stared
at hyeji's bandaged
arm, fear slowly
kicking inside him.]
"okay so this is
how it went..."
"and that was
what had actually
happened unlike
what *coughs*
donghyuck was
*coughs* about
to *coughs* say."
"ohhhh so that's
why?? hehe sorry."
"it's strange to
hear you giggle."
"no wonder you
both look feverish."
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"hye-bae don't you
think you should
report it to the
police???"
"EXACTLY!!! that
was what i have
been trying to
explain but she
just won't listen!!"
"nah fine it's okay."
[hyeji stared at her
arm, not wanting to
tell them about the
weird text messages
she had received.]
"i-i'm sorry."
[all of them diverts
their full attention
to latter only to
realize that jisung
was already brimming
with tears.]
"j-jisung why
are you sorry?
you did nothi-"
"noona i'm s-sorry
you had to g-go
through that i'm
sor-ry."
[jisung looked down
at his lap wiping his
tears.]
[hyeji places her hand
over his trembling
ones, gently rubbing it
with reassurance.]
"jisung-ah it's okay
hmm? please don't
cry. seeing you cry
hurts me more than
this wound does."
[mark engulfs the
maknae into a tight
warm hug, joined
by jeno.]
"don't cry baby
sungie!"
"we are here
so don't worry."
"now that i think
about it, i feel like
crying as well."
[jaemin moves his hand
to grab hyeji's to comfort
her but accidentally hits
the glass of water hence
spilling all over her.]
"owww!"
[she hissed at the
water seeping through
the bandage.]
"HOLY SHIT
I'M SO SORRY
HYEJI I DIDN'T
MEAN TO!!!"
[the students passing
by throws disgusted
look at her arm.]
[hyeji was quick enough
to hide it.]
"go to the infirmary
after this, you wouldn't
want your wound to
get further infected, do you?"
[renjun mumbled loud
enough for hyeji to
hear while taking off
his blazer and draping
over her shoulder.]
"o-oh yeah."
[jaemin slowly lets go
of his hold from his
own blazer coat, staring
at the awkward
interaction between
renjun and hyeji.]
"um...so...."
"jisung-ah i'm fine
now okay? so don't
cry hmm??"
"*hiccups* please
make sure to stay
safe noona, i don't
want you to get
hurt."
"yeah hye-bae you
know that we are
worried for you
right? make sure
to tell us if anything
weird like this happens
to you ever again."
"okay okay jaejae
i will, don't worry."
[hyeji smiles at the
two of them, before
looking for her chocolate
only to find out that
chenle had already been
eating it.]
"CHENLE!! WHEN
DID YOU EVEN
TAKE IT?!?!"
"*shrugs nonchalantly*
i have seen the vision
and noticed something
really weird and interesting
*takes another bite*
so in conclusion, shits
aboutta go down. like
hella down."
"what the hell?!"
[hyeji plops on her
bouncy bed, not
even daring to
change her clothes.]
[she was still wearing
renjun's cloth whereas
the male had changed
into his p.e dress after
lending his coat to her.]
[hyeji, instead opened
her last chat with jihye.]
"strange she still
hasn't even replied
yet...."
"wash up quickly
hyeji and come down!!
we need to change
your dirty bandage!!"
[her mom yelled
from downstairs.]
"IN A MINUTE!!"
[she yelled back,
standing up and
walking towards
the door.]
[hyeji leaned on
the door.]
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yoo jihye!
are you okay??
you haven't
even replied
was the surgery
successful??
what did the
doctor say??
did you take
your medicine?
do you want
me to visit you?
i'm free y'know
seen
finally:D
i'm sorry dear
this is jihye's
mother.
oh hello mrs. shin😊
thank you for
being her friend
i must say she told
me how happy was
to have met you.
um is she..okay?
[her heartbeat intensified,
hoping that this conversation
wasn't leading to what she
thought of.]
it hurts me
even more to
repeat this
again.
honey jihye
couldn't make it.
the surgery
wasn't successful.
seen
[hyeji slid down,
falling onto the
carpeted floor as
she threw her
phone to the side.]
this can't
b-be!
[she clasped her
trembling palms
over her mouth.]
she promised me
she'd be strong
she promised me
she'd explain it
to mark after her
surgery
she promised me
she'd be strong
she promised!!
friends don't
break promises!!
"th-this has got
to be a dream!!"
[hyeji repeatedly hit
her head, rapidly
shutting her eyes
and opening them,
hoping for everything
to be a dream.]
come on!! wake
up hyeji!! this is
just a terrible
nightmare!!
[amidst all the
heart wrenching
thoughts and cries, her
phone loudly rang.]
[clearly her throat,
she wiped her tears
before grabbing onto
her ringing device.]
"mark..."
[decline]
"o-oh hey
ma-mark
what's up-"
"hyeji i shouldn't
h-have said that to
her."
"i should've have
let h-her explain
instead."
"i shouldn't
have d-done
that."
"sh-she should've
told me that she
was s-suffering.."
"mar-"
"hyeji! jihye
is g-gone."
"she's gone!"
"forever."
"mark no-"
"she's d-dead."
"j-jihye is...
dead."
[hyeji froze, it was
true afterall.]
[and so, jihye had
left them all.]
[without a goodbye.]
[she was gone.]
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