MINO   I woke up with a feeling like there's a massive hole under my chest. I watch the smoke coming from the gage rose up straight to the air. I glance to the empty side beside me, the trace of her still perfectly lingers in every single things she touched last night. Her delicate skin, the warm feeling inside her, her twinkling eyes, her breathe, her lips, her tender kiss, her touch, her ethereal beauty—Kang Seulgi—I still can remember it perfectly in my mind. Clear enough to make me feels like I want to cry, knowing she's already gone. Leaving me all alone here, all empty and sad.   To think that I might be drunk enough to do that towards Seulgi was wrong. I was completely sober and I knew exactly what I did. Why do you did that? I ask and keep asking but the answer was too dumb I can't even comprehend what I did.   I just want to kiss her and embrace her in my arms, that's it.   I chuckle as I inhale my last esse. That sounds like the most lame excuse ever, what was that? It sounds as if I've fallen for her.   Have I?   I reach out a pillow that she used last night, the scents of her suffocates me, it rips my ribcage apart I might die of missing her.   "Why do you leave, Seul? Are you really planning to let go of me?"   I keep thinking and thinking; it's normal for Seulgi if she's willing to leave regarding how much pain I gave to her, how I messed up her entire life. Hence, I don't have any other option than to watch her walk away, leaving my life entirely, and the worst part; it feels like I deserve it. I really do.   Because, I don't deserve her.   *   SEULGI   Two weeks has passed since that night—the night where I completely left him, the same night when I could feel as if he's mine.   I worked like a madman for these past two weeks. I quit smoking, I quit getting wasted, I quit drinking and eventually working has become my other stress reliever, the other forms of my personal distraction.   I went back at home really late, I came back till I feel tired, so I will sleep right away without a haunted memories of him.   Then, that question keep coming back; how do you runaway from the things that are in your head?   "I also want to figure it out. How." I mumble to myself as I stare to the night skies over my balcony. It's clouded and quite dark tonight but from afar I could see a glimpse glow of the moonlight under the dark skies.   I really hope I can see that light, eventually.   I smile. "It's okay, I already did everything."   "You did, what?"   I nearly jump from my seat as I hear a girl voice coming from the door.   "Yah! Park Sooyoung!" I watch Joy laughing like crazy, Wendy follows her behind. "How come you entered my house like this?!" I yell over them.   "You didn't lock it anyway." Wendy reply.   "Did I?"   "Wah this girl is indeed crazy." Joy scowls.   "What are you doing these past two weeks? I can't contact you at all and you know what? A guy picked up your phone!" I let Wendy nags me wholeheartedly. I know she's been worried to me.   "I lost my phone. I think that guy keep it."   "Why don't you get your phone back?" Now it's Joy turn to nag me. "Are you crazy? Have you gotten out of your mind?!"   "Why are you yelling at me?!" I hiss.   "That's because we are worried!" Joy and Wendy say it in unison.   I smile at them. "I'm okay and about the phone... I intentionally did that. It's fortunate that I lost my phone."   "Kang Seulgi..." Wendy gives me a brief hug and I realize that I've been alone for too long. I miss being having a company.   "I don't get my phone back because I'm scared I might call him." I stare at Wendy and turn to the right side, staring at Joy. "I want to quit, entirely."   "Have you sorted everything out?" Wendy asks.   "Yes. I don't need his honest answer or anything about me." I let out a heavy sigh as I stare at the twinkling lights coming from the cityscape. "At some point, I've realized I need to forget him, forget about the way he made me wonder and what we could have been. Because it never happened, and it always got later, morning turned to night and the day eventually over and nothing had ever changed."   "Seul..." I can see a prick of tears in Joy's eyes.   "It's about the times, Joy. I'm okay."   "Are you really sure you're okay? I mean it's okay not to be okay. You can talk to us, we're all here for you."   "No, I'm really okay this time. It hurts of course, that will be a lie if I'm not but it's not as hurt as before. I think, I've been letting him go properly." I smile, strangely I feel more relaxed.     Slowly, Wendy raises her hands and gently caresses my head. "Hey, you choose the right path, Seul."   "As the time goes by, I finally realized that letting go means coming from to the realization that some people will be a part of your history, but not a part of your destiny." I sigh. "That's why I stop everything here."   "You'll be okay." Wendy smiles and hugs me afterwards, followed by Joy.   From that moment, I know I'll be okay. It doesn't matter how slow I go just as long I don't stop.   *   It's just one day, it's just twenty-four-hours to get yourself through. It's just one day, it's just twenty-four-hours to get yourself through. It's just one day, it's just twenty-four-hours to get yourself through.   I don't know since when I started to have this habit. Reciting those daily pep-talk over and over every morning as I wake up as if it reminds me; if I got through yesterday, I'll get through today.   Today might be just one day, but it's packed. At 8 in the morning, I will go to work, at 10 I'll have a meeting with the board of direction and our client about rebranding their brand, after the meeting I'll do the review—well, if they didn't have any complain we'll start the project but if they did, I'll start over, thinking and searching for another idea. Sometimes, I feel like my head will be exploded at any time soon on the contrary having myself busy is a good thing, well at least, I can forget anything about him for a meanwhile.   Are you doing good, Mino?   I chuckle. Well, I think I should let myself to keep busy instead of wander around. So, I finish my morning coffee, get dressed and make my way down to the elevator.   As I take a leave from my apartment, a granny and grandad couple greet me warmly. I bow politely at them as I ask them a few question, well, you know it's all about being polite and respectful to the elders.   I take my final bow, ready to work but as I see that old couple entering inside. I start to fantasizing, expecting and imagining; it's nice if you can find someone who will spend the rest of their day right by yourself. Although, I know this is not the right time to get swayed over something trivial like that.   But, soon enough I know I will.   *   Day has turned to night as I walk out from the office. I look at my wirst-watch, it's 11 PM already, no wonder why I feel like all my bone will break away. It's been a tiring day and I haven't had a proper sleep since 36 hours. Funny thing, instead of going back straight to the home, I just ended up having a drink in the convenience store.   When did I turn to be a company slave like this? I ask to myself as I take a glass shot of soju after awhile I didn't drink it.    "Ahhh! It's too tired, I want to die!" I scowls, feeling so depressed all of sudden.   "If you're tired then you should go home and sleep."   I stare at the tall guy over me, standing still right before my eyes. He's smiling like a little kid. His eyes look famili