Personal Message:

So, hey guys! This rumour about Kris, I just feel so confused, lost, sad and just heartbroken. Like, yesterday, I just got back from school at noon and I got bored because I was alone at home so, I got onto twitter, thinking like "oooh, how about going onto twitter? it's been awhile since I've last opened twitter", only to see tweets about this rumour about Kris leaving EXO and I literally cried so hard since it's trending worldwide.

Like, what if OT12 becomes OT11? What's going to happen to EXO? What's going to happen to their solo concert with just 11 members? It's not going to be same with just 11 members. OT11 just doesn't sound right. It just doesn't feel right. I can't even imagine seeing EXO as just 11 members. It feels so empty.

Until today, I just start to cry at the most random moments. I wonder if I can survive at school tomorrow without crying randomly. /sigh

So, this is a short story I made that shows my emotions about all these things.

No matter what, I'll still support both sides and that EXO will always be one to me. I wish you the best of luck, Kris. We love you! #WeBelieveInYouKris :')

The night was calm and still. The spring wind brushing gently against her skin felt cold. The moonlight was gleaming down onto the garden, lighting up the entire place. Baby blue stars filled the dark, lonely sky.

And tonight, Ji Ae was caught up at a place only she knew. It was a place where her mind was alive and that it was completely alright to let all her emotions out.

She was walking along a straight path, lined with various types of flowers. As she kept on walking, the pleasant scent coming from the flowers filled her senses. It felt serene to be at somewhere like this.

As she continued to walk further into the place, the edges of her plum lips twitched upwards at the slightest as her gaze landed on a familiar figure sitting on a bench not far away from where she was standing at the moment.

From there, she could already tell who it was.

Kris, Wu Yi Fan.

Under the shining moonlight, he looked undeniably gorgeous. He looked incredibly stunning. His dark brown hair was styled in a neat, tousled way. His hazel brown eyes were glistening with somewhat dried tears. His milky complexion looked amazing under the night sky.

She let her feet lead herself to Kris. As she approached him, her steps were heavy and slow. Her heart was clenching so tightly that she felt like she couldn’t breathe. The pain was eating her insides. Not only emotionally, it brought her physical pain.

She was feeling anxious and afraid of what she was going to see once she gets there.

Every step felt like it took an eternity to get over with. Her breath was hitching in . She couldn’t breathe properly. It was suffocating her.

Nevertheless, it was bearable enough.

As she got close enough to see him clearly, she abruptly stopped in her tracks. Her heart skipped a beat and her small smile faded away just like that.

She was right. She had expected this right from the start. She knew this would happen.

His eyes were filled with hot tears as he lifted his head up, facing the sky in an attempt to stop the tears from falling. He let out a few deep sighs, as he continuously wiped the tears away from the corner of his red, swollen eyes.

Clearly, it wasn’t working.

She could hear his breath shaking uncontrollably and it made her heart hurt both physically and emotionally. She could see how he was trying so hard to keep his posture but failed miserably for numerous times.

Warm, fresh tears started to fill her eyes as it blurred her vision. Soon, it started to helplessly stream down her cheeks. But she couldn’t be bothered to wipe them away.

He was suffering too painfully. He was hurting even more than she did at the moment. So, who was she to even say that she was hurting?

She wasn’t in the right place to say so.

And the fact that she just couldn’t simply sit down next to him and at least comfort him, the fact that she wasn’t able to take the pain away or lessen the weight on his shoulder pained her even more.

Who was she to approach him when he doesn’t even know her existence? He doesn’t even know her, at all.

All she could do was just to watch him from afar and support him from behind like what the other fans did. After all, she was just another girl in the crowd.