Believing (not angst), g; 1195w   for Shida, whose SooWon Drabble has inspired me to write this.  I urge everyone to read Shida's drabble first before reading this so that you can understand better what is going on hehe   --   Let me tell you something about myself. I am a son, a brother, a friend, and a colleague.  I am the one everyone goes to when they have troubles in their life, the one everyone depended upon to make them feel better about themselves. And I am proud to say that I am good in what I do—giving people advices, consoling them, making them realize that they are worth so much more than they believe themselves to be. I am a psychologist, one of the most expensive ones to go to, because I am well known in this field I specialize in. It seems that popularity always has its way to latch itself onto my life. Back in high school, I was well known too. I achieved excellence in both academics and sports, and high hopes were bestowed to me by all the teachers who had taught me before. I excelled in school, and went on to college and then university, in which I met the(or so I thought was) love of my life —Tiffany.   I am Choi Siwon, who has had an excellent past in terms of academics, whom everyone believed would succeed well in life. Though, in reality, my life was not as perfect as everyone believed it to be. I am a son, a brother, a friend and a colleague, but I was also a husband. I may have passed all exams with flying colors (sans Mathematics, which was the bane of my existence), I may have given countless advices to many people on how to fix their relationships, but I have failed the most important aspect of my life—love and marriage.   I am currently sitting in a dear friend’s office—Attorney Kwon, finalizing on my divorce papers. We’ve listed ‘irreconcilable differences’ as the primary reason for our divorce, and frankly speaking, I have no intention on stating another reason. We did indeed, fell out of love, after all. It’s a funny thing though, when BoA was asking questions regarding my marriage, and I had shrugged and told her that, one minute we were in love, and the next, we just weren’t. I wanted to add that I’d probably never truly understand the meaning of love, but I didn’t. She was not surprised, she merely shrugged and said I guess this stuff happens, you’re not my first client with this statement and then she glanced at the door. I turned around too, in reflex, and saw a young lady walking towards the room we were in.   "She’s my pupil. I hope you don’t mind that she’ll be joining us today.”BoA explains, and I nodded in understanding. As the young lady reaches the door, she smiles at her pupil-mistress before glancing into my direction. I think she may have realized something odd abo