the result of being caught
Mistaken IdentityJiyong's POV
i was supposed to go to a place where i can breathe a fresh air but i found myself standing here in front of the Han river, The place where i finally accept the reality that i'm falling to her, the place where we held the ....... the kiss that keeps running to my head.
i miss her. and i'm missing her most every time i think about her knowing the whole truth. there's no more him and her. there's no more sweet smile i'll accept. there's no more moment her lips touches mine. chaerin-ah~ why do you left me this kind of feeling? i'd rather accept the reality of being gay than to be crazy thinking of you once in a while. i want to die now. i really want!
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Tabi was driving his car together with bom on his side way out to her apartment. after the confession the time just covered by silence which seems that no one like to speak.
he's really having a mix emotion since the time chaerin's knows everything up to this time when he finally found out why the girl he first loved just left him.
does he know about the Child?
A question from him came that broke all the silence.
Bom: neh, but he refuse to accept the child. (She answered with her low voice)
Tabi: mwo? where is he?
Bom: After i got birth, i go straight to him but, surprisingly, he's girlfriend was pregnant too!
Tabi: what? (He ask as he stop the car at the side of the road to focus on listening to her)
Bom: i said to him about our child but he doesn't believe that it's him. he doubt that it was you who got me pregnant.
Tabi: huh! Damn it! after him ing you, he doubted that it's mine?
Bom: well, i really don't care about him! i just tried to tell him but he refuse. that doesn't give any big deal to me, for i don't want him to accompany me too for he soon to have his own family.
Tabi: where is the child?
Bom: at my omma. by the time i came back here, i left her there.
Silence..............
The both of them just stare at each other like they didn't see each other for a long time, which they really did! Bom su
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