Youngbae released my hand and turned, facing the river. ‘I have been trying to find the right way to tell you this but I can’t’. I stood up. ‘The right way? Is this the right way?’, I asked slowly, trying my hardest not to go crazy. - I don’t know – He shrugged again – But I can’t go on like this, Ying. I don’t want to see you anymore. I don’t see myself next to you anymore, I no longer want to spend the rest of my life with you. I breathed in. 
For what it felt like five minutes. 
‘I’m sorry’, I heard him say. ‘I’m sorry’, and my body began walking in towards the river. ‘What are you doing, Ying?’, he said, and I took my shoes off, left my bag next to him. 

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'Things usually don't go the way we expect, that's what I think', I told him as I cleared the table. 'Besides, you should be grateful she let you know she didn't want to be with you anymore'. 'is that your case?', he asked angrily. I immedately felt my eyes watering. Youngbae...

'I don't want to be with you anymore'. I still feel his words, stabbing me multiple times, leaving injuries I think I'll never heal from. 

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'By the way, my name is Seunghyun', he said carelessly. 'Thank you for the umbrella'. 

'Thank you for coming to my life, Seunghyun'.