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Phase Seven: Let Him Wallow

Yeonjun was a mess.

After you disappeared, he was restless—checking his phone every five seconds, pacing around the dorm, even snapping at Beomgyu (which never happened because Beomgyu was basically immune to his attitude).

"She won’t answer my calls," Yeonjun groaned, flopping onto the couch.

Soobin, ever the responsible leader, sighed. "Maybe because she’s mad at you?"

Yeonjun shot up. "I didn’t do anything!"

"Yeah, but she doesn’t know that," Taehyun pointed out, scrolling through his phone. "From her perspective, you looked guilty as hell."

Yeonjun groaned again, grabbing a pillow and screaming into it.

Then Beomgyu, the agent of chaos, spoke up.

"Maybe Y/N’s just moved on."

Silence.

Yeonjun froze. "What?"

Beomgyu shrugged, pretending to be innocent. "I mean, she’s funny, cute, and actually tolerates my nonsense. I wouldn’t be surprised if someone else noticed."

Yeonjun immediately sat up. "Who?"

Beomgyu smirked. "I dunno, hyung. Maybe a staff member? A fan? Me?"

Yeonjun launched the pillow at Beomgyu’s face.

"OW—OKAY, CHILL!" Beomgyu cackled, dodging another pillow. "I was kidding! But seriously, if you don’t fix this, someone will swoop in."

And that’s when Yeonjun decided—screw pride.

He needed to win you back.

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Phase Eight: Grand Gesture (But Make Him Suffer First)

You were ignoring Yeonjun. Fully.

Did it hurt? Yes.Did he deserve it? Also yes.

So when you walked into your favorite café one afternoon, the last thing you expected was to see Yeonjun sitting there, looking like a kicked puppy.

"What are you doing here?" you asked flatly.

He looked up, eyes wide, and immediately stood. "Y/N, I—"

You held up a hand. "No. I don’t want to hear your excuses."

Yeonjun panicked. "Then don’t. Just… let me prove it to you instead."

Before you could respond, he snapped his fingers.

And suddenly, TXT BURST INTO THE CAFÉ.

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Phase Nine: The Most Embarrassing Apology Ever

You stared in horror as Soobin, Beomgyu, Taehyun, and Hueningkai walked in—holding signs.

"WE’RE SORRY, Y/N!" (Soobin, looking like he wanted to die.)"PLEASE FORGIVE OUR STUPID HYUNG!" (Taehyun, ever the instigator.)"WE PROMISE HE'S NOT TRASH!" (Hueningkai, giggling.)"BUT IF YOU DON’T WANT HIM, I VOLUNTEER." (Beomgyu, of course.)

The entire café went silent. People pulled out their phones. Fans whispered excitedly.

You buried your face in your hands. "Yeonjun, what the hell—"

He grabbed your hands, forcing you to look at him. His gaze was serious.

"I messed up," he said softly. "I should’ve explained everything instead of letting you walk away. But Y/N, I swear—it was never fake for me. Not even for a second."

Your heart stopped.

"...What?"

Yeonjun swallowed. "I thought I could do this like a business deal. But then I started falling for you. And when you left, I realized—" He took a deep breath. "I don’t want to pretend anymore."

Your chest tightened.

"You’re an idiot," you muttered.

Yeonjun exhaled a shaky laugh. "Yeah. But I’m your idiot, right?"

You stared at him. His stupidly handsome face. His stupidly sincere eyes. His stupidly perfect confession.

Beomgyu leaned in. "So… you forgiving him or should we start the 'single and thriving' chant?"

You glared. "Shut up, Beomgyu."

Yeonjun grabbed your chin, tilting your face toward him.

"Y/N," he murmured. "Can I kiss you?"

Your breath hitched. Then, finally—you nodded.

And the moment his lips met yours, the café exploded in cheers.

(Taehyun recorded the whole thing. Beomgyu fainted for dramatic effect.)

And just like that…

Your fake relationship?

Very, VERY real.

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THE END (or is it? 👀)