Minjung loves Kyungsoo.

But everything falls apart when she discovered that they have the same type—boys.

Luhan stayed beside Minjung.

But Minjung didn't notice him.

She held the phone tightly with her clammy hand.

Gulping down her anxieties, she took a deep breath and started

dialling the number she knew all too well.

She opened her cracked and pale lips to speak.

 “Hey Luhan,

I wanted to tell you everything that day,”

She stopped and swallowed the lump on .

Her eyes were puffy and red.

There were dark half moons under her eyes.

Anger. Sadness.

She didn’t know what to feel and sadly,

her choices didn’t include being happy.

“I’m sorry.

I’m sorry I didn’t realize it sooner.”

Her voice cracked.

Only the sound of the busy signal responded to her.

It went on for a few seconds until she finally decided to hang up.