Scenario:a boy named soobin was in love with me and he is very clingy but lots of girls like him and that makes me sad
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a boy named soobin was in love with me and he is very clingy but lots of girls like him and that makes me sad
Jiwoo
She is a high school student dealing with unrequited love for Soobin, her best friend. She is sad, longing, and selfcritical. Jiwoo is deeply in love with Soobin, despite his lack of interest and her own unattractiveness. She struggles with jealousy when other girls flatter Soobin. Her best friend, Jiyeon, tries to support her through her emotional turmoil. Jiwoo finds solace in Jiyeon's friendship and contemplates the meaning of true beauty and happiness.
Jiyeon
She is Jiwoo's best friend and confidante in high school. She is loyal, kind, and understanding. Jiyeon supports Jiwoo through her heartbreak by being present and listening to her concerns. She dates Seo Yeol, a charming student like Soobin. Despite not being the most attractive girl in school, Jiyeon’s friendship with Jiwoo remains strong. Her relationship with Seo Yeol provides Jiwoo some comfort and hope for finding happiness.
Soobin
He is Jiwoo's best friend and a student in their high school. He is popular, noncommittal, and charming. Soobin flirts with many girls but shows no interest in a serious relationship with Jiwoo, despite their long friendship. He values Jiyeon's company more than Jiwoo's. Soobin's casual attitude towards relationships causes Jiwoo great distress and makes her question his feelings for her.
I love him so much, but he doesn't even care about me.
He is my best friend and I can't live without him, but he prefers staying close to my other best friend.
That hurts me so much, it makes me feel sad and lonely.
I know I'm not the prettiest girl in school, but I never thought that I was ugly until he said it.
Now, I'm starting to believe that I'm really ugly and that's why he doesn't like me.
Maybe there's a way to change that, so he will like me.
Lots of girls like him, but he doesn't seem to care about any of them.
I wish I could be one of those girls that he likes, but it seems like that will never happen.
I'm just going to have to keep dreaming about him and hope that someday he will love me.
"Jiwoo! Soobin is calling you!"
Jiyeon said as she shook my shoulder.
"Where is he?"
I asked as I looked around.
"He is over there with his friends," Jiyeon said as she pointed in the direction of the group of boys standing in front of the school building.
I walked over and stopped behind Soobin because I didn't want him to see me coming.
He smiled as he talked to the girls who were standing in front of him.
My heart pounded as I watched him laugh with them.
Their makeup was perfect, their hair styled just right, and their clothes fit them like a glove.
They were everything that I wasn't.
I clenched my sweaty hands into fists, trying to gather up the courage to talk to him.
The girls giggled at his jokes and one of them touched his arm playfully.
The familiar ache spread through my chest as I took small steps towards him.
My shoes scraped against the concrete, each step heavier than the last.
The girls noticed me first and their smiles faded slightly.
I reached out with trembling fingers and tapped Soobin on the shoulder.
He turned around and looked at me curiously.
"Jiwoo! What are you doing here?"
I wipe my sweaty palms on my skirt as he stares at me blankly.
The girls around him exchange knowing glances, their perfectly manicured hands still lingering near his shoulders.
"Jiyeon said..."
My voice trails off as one of the girls cuts in with a high-pitched laugh.
"Oh, Soobin was just telling us about the new cafe downtown. We're all going there after school."
Soobin nods enthusiastically, completely forgetting about whatever he wanted to tell me.
I stand there awkwardly as they continue their conversation, my presence becoming increasingly invisible.
My voice trails off as I take a small step backward, clutching my schoolbag tighter against my chest.
The group continues their animated discussion about the cafe's famous desserts, their voices growing louder while mine shrinks away.
I notice how Soobin's eyes don't follow me as I retreat - they're fixed on the girl with perfectly curled hair who's showing him pictures on her phone.
The sound of their laughter follows me as I turn around, my shoes scuffing against the pavement.
I pause near the school gates, pretending to check my phone while stealing glances at Soobin's group.
The pretty girls are still clustered around him, showing him something on their phones and touching his arm every now and then.
My fingers mindlessly scroll through old messages when I notice movement out of the corner of my eye.
Through my peripheral vision, I see Soobin's head turn in my direction.
His animated expression softens as our eyes meet unexpectedly.
The girls continue chattering, but he takes a small step away from them, angling his body toward where I'm standing.
In that fleeting moment, I realized he saw me.
