She chuckled and asked why was I so excited. Somehow I wasn't able to answer her because I was unsure of why I felt so happy for her as well. We had barely met and this feeling of closeness struck me. I thought I knew her all my life. We were soon called upon stage for the final results. Neither of us won, though we were still ranked within the TOP10. It was such a shame but there are people better than us. We weren't prodigies nor were the winners. We are simply humans living our dreams, or having dreams forced upon us. Briefly after we quit the stage we went to get drinks from the vending machine. She bought a bottle of water and I took an energy drink. We didn't talk much during this time, rather we were reflecting on the results. I believe both of us knew we weren't going to make it for the top three finalists. Sometimes life is harsh, you give in all your efforts but you don't get back what you think you deserve. Is that simply because what we think are our efforts are nothing compared to those who are rewarded? I couldn't find answers to these questions, so instead I ended up staring at her. She seemed to be in deep thoughts as well. Finally, she snapped out of her thought and realized I was staring at her. She slightly blushed and we both laughed. 

We hadn't realized that the room was slowly filling up with parents and relatives congratulating their child or scolding them. The two of us seemed like misfits. I cleared my throat and asked her if she had relatives coming but she quickly shook her head and simply replied that she had no relatives. I smirked because I answer the same way when people ask me that question. This excuse is made up by loners like us. I was about to tell her that I was the same, I didn't have anything such as relatives anymore, but then I stopped myself. I had my older sister. My older sister was the one who stayed when everyone left. I then simply told her that my sister is too busy.

We exchanged numbers and added each other on KakaoTalk. We were gonna leave each other, but I asked her if she wanted to spend the rest of the night with me. She agreed to stay with me. We spent the night walking around, and talking some more about our hobbies. We had similar taste in things but then we also had striking differences. Somehow for me, it felt like she completed me. We hung out until very late that night. We lived in two different neighborhoods,  so we parted ways at the subway station. 

Ever since that day she was always on my mind, and I would text her a lot. She would reply me as soon as she could. It felt nice to have someone to talk to. At that time, I was single for a few months from breaking up with a clingy girl. The first time we hung out after meeting each other was awkward. Apparently she had started seeing this guy, so he accompanied her to see me. Before leaving her, he told her that I seemed like a bad person, and warned to not get too close to me. Maybe I looked bad, I had a leather jacket, dark lipstick, and dyed hair. She seemed happy to see me at first, but then during the time we spent together, she kept texting on her phone. She was probably texting that guy. Finally, I got annoyed of it, and told her I was leaving. She looked surprised, and then she seemed to have regretted of treating me like this. Though, at that point, I didn't care anymore. I was annoyed and just wanted to leave. I told her that I would contact her again. 

With her, we started in a strange way, and ended with heartaches.