His Favorite Regret
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Before i start the story let me clarify something. 🥰
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Disclaimer:
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental.
English is not the author’s first language, so please excuse any grammatical errors.
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This story may contain mature themes, strong language, or sensitive topics. Reader discretion is advised.
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DO NOT COPY WITHOUT AUTHOR'S PERMISSION, THIS IS FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES. 😌
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And I want to tell you guys what's the meaning of these 👇
(....) - What's on their mind or their thoughts
*.... * - Their movement or action 🎬
❄ - Cold tone of a character
📲 - In phone call or they are talking in phone 📱
💬 - They are chatting in phone
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And I'm gonna introduce our characters after they showed up in the chapter. 🤗
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That's all and yeah this is my first storyy btw
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I'm a bookworm so I'll try to make my own chat story🤩😌✨
Chap. 1 Confession
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Let's get started, shall wee? ✨🤗
The sun was dripping below the horizon, painting the school rooftop in shades of gold and crimson. Yerin Clutched her books to her chest , her knuckles white. Her heart pounding like it might burst out of her chest. She had never been up here alone with him before
Damien was already there, leaning casually against the railing, the city sprawling behind him. His designer jacket hung perfectly on his shoulders, his hair catching the last rays of the sun. Handsome, Rich, Popular, Untouchable.
Yerin Jung 17 YEARS OLD[FL]
H-hey....Damien can I talk to you for a second?
Damien Volkov 18 YEARS OLD [ML]
*glances at her lazily, one eyebrow raised* You. On the rooftop. Alone with me. What could be so important?
Yerin Jung 17 YEARS OLD[FL]
I...I...um..i wanted to tell you something...
Damien Volkov 18 YEARS OLD [ML]
*smirks slightly, amused* Really? And you think I'll care what the shy girl, little nerd wants to say?
Yerin felt her cheeks heat up, wishing the rooftop would shallow her whole. She gripped books tighter, trying to summon courage
Yerin Jung 17 YEARS OLD[FL]
I...like you... I've like you....for a long time
Damien's smirk vanished replaced with a cold, unreadable stare. He stepped closer, the golden light glinting off his expensive watch, the sheer presence of him making her feel small and exposed
Damien Volkov 18 YEARS OLD [ML]
*voice sharp* You....like me? A girl like you thinks confessing changes anything? You're so.....naïve..
Yerin Jung 17 YEARS OLD[FL]
I...i...just wanted to be
.....honest
Damien Volkov 18 YEARS OLD [ML]
*leans against the railing, arms crossed, looking down at her as if she were a child*
Damien Volkov 18 YEARS OLD [ML]
Honestly doesn't mean I owe you anything. You're embarrassing yourself. And...honestly...you're lucky I'm not laughing at loud
Yerin Jung 17 YEARS OLD[FL]
Yerin's heart sank and her face burned hotter than the setting sun. She could barely meet his eyes. All she wanted was to vanish, but her feet felt like concrete
Damien Volkov 18 YEARS OLD [ML]
Good, now leave before you make this even more pathetic ❄
Yerin stepped back, her chest tight, her mind a mess of humiliation and confusion. She wanted to hate him, to scowl and walk away angrily—but part of her couldn't. Part of her couldn't stop looking at him. His confidence, the way he dominated the rooftop without even trying..it was maddening.
She turned to leave, but before she could take more than a few steps, she glanced back. Damien was still staring at the city below, indifferent, untouchable. The harshness of his words and the perfect sharpness of he's presence burned into her memory, embedding it self in her chest in a way she didn't yet understand
Yerin Jung 17 YEARS OLD[FL]
(maybe one day...you'll at least look at me..just one day)
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I won't introduce them because that's their old self
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That's all for nowwww bye bye
Chap. 2 Memories that don't fade
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HIIII🥰 lets start🥰
Yerin sat alone in her house, the city lights spilling across her clean, quite living room. Her hands rested on the edge of the desk, where medical journals were stacked neatly. She had told herself she was focused and fully in control.
Yerin Jung[FL]
(I've come so far...years of study, residency, surgeries..... I'm nothing like that girl on the rooftop)
But the memory wouldn't leave her—
Yerin Jung[FL]
His words...so cold "you're embarrassing yourself. ".... I... I can still feel it. How small I felt...how powerless
Yerin Jung[FL]
He's probably somewhere...rich, arrogant, popular. I don't even know where he is.now. I don't need to. It's over. I'm fine, I alwaysss am.
Still, late at night, she sometimes imagined him—the same sharp gaze, the same effortless confidence, the same way he had made her feel small and exposed. And a part of her...a part she didn't admit.... wondered what it would be like if she face him now. Not the terrified girl, but the woman she had become
Yerin Jung[FL]
I won't let him matter. Not anymore he's just a memory....a lesson... a shadow of my past.
She glanced at her reflection in the window. Calm. Composed. Untouchable. And yet, in the quiet moments, when the city lights blurred, the rooftop, the sunset, and that cold, cutting glaze haunted her still.
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That's it forr now huhu
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but before I end this chapter
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I'm gonna introduce our beautiful fl first💓🤩😌
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Our beautiful FL🤩
Name:Yerin Jung
Age:28 years old
Nationality: Half German, Half Korean
Height:5'7
A neurosurgeon, doctor 👩⚕
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