A/N: This is for mbie07! T.T For this gorgeous poster. I really wasn't planning to update this. I've even dropped this on my priority list but this is poster! So perfectly beautiful! Kamsamnida! T.T

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She was walking really slow and I follow her. I watch her place her hands on her back twining them together. She fiddles with her fingers. She had such a small frame. I wonder why women are so small. She looks up to the crescent moon and I see a glimmer of skin bathed in moonlight. She looks back at me. The moonlight her halo, her face pristine. Her lips curve in a smile. I draw breath. Angel.

"Batman," the illusion breaks, "where do you think... he... I mean Ji... went?"

Ji. She says his name so different. Batman in contrast with her Ji. That's sort of hilarious. I shrug. In contempt and she bows her head to look me in the eye, "What?" I ask, slightly annoyed.

"I dunno." I see her furrow her brow, "You seem to be in a bad mood all of a sudden."

"I'm not." I hear the edge in my own voice. I was getting mad. "Walk faster, I instruct her."

She straightens up looking like I had ruffled her feathers the wrong way. She just her lower lip and sticks out a tongue at me. "You owe me a cupcake!"

"What?" I look at her confused and I see her lip purse in a straight line. I had my hands in my pockets and she takes me by the wrist and gives it a not so gentle pull. "What the...?"

"Here! Here!" She points. "I like their cupcakes." She gestures for a small bakery near our bus stop home.

I watch her and her eyes slightly squint in glee. She still was holding me by the wrist. I remember something familiar about this scenario. Eun hye. I shake her off. She looks up and gave me a puzzled look. "Jiyong always buy me a cupcake when he breaks a promise."

"Do I look like Jiyong to you?"

"Oh!" Again she furrows her brow but now in annoyance,  "Why are you so... so... unlike him! I mean, you're so... I don't understand you! You were being nice before!"

Unlike him. Do I have to be like him? I'm not some Jiyong replacement am I? "Whatever." I turn back to go to our stop, I figure if she had no choice she will come with me.

We stood a block apart. I stood by the stop. She stubbornly stayed by the cake shop. Her arms crossed and I couldn't see her face but I would think she looked like she did this morning. With her face settled in determination during her little battle with inertia. Ten minutes and she was still not moving from her spot. Incidentally, I remembered a line from The Dark Knight... This is what happens when an immovable object comes into contact with an unstoppable force.
The paradox of irresistible force. Irresistible. I glance at her at she was still not moving. I laugh.

"What's funny... you... you... bully!" She said loudly and a couple who was passing by looked at her funny.

"You're the Joker." I cover my face with my hands and laughed. Well she fits the bill, doesn't she? Weird girl.

"What are you laughing at?!" She didn't hear me. I laugh harder.

"Why you!?" She stomps her way to me and she tries to punch me on my stomach. I catch her small fist.

"Violent are we, Joker?" The way she reacted wasn't how I expected. Her face fell, it was instinctual how I pull her closer to inspect her face. "What's wrong?"

"I'm not Joker. I'm Harley."

"What?"

"Jiyong's the Joker..." I let her hand go. Our bus arrives. "He... He doesn't like me anymore, does he?"

"What?"

"I mean, I really love cupcakes before but I ate too many already! I don't like them anymore! He broke too many promises already! I'm... I'm tired." Her sudden outburst made me uneasy. What are you supposed to say to that? Our bus leaves. "Spicy ramen! Treat me to a spicy ramen, Seung