She sighed. She puffed her cheeks after. Then she sighed again. She was fidgeting with her fingers, feeling anxious. She felt frustrated.

1 month. It had been almost a month since he last talked to her. She had been trying to call him yet he just wouldn’t pick up. They had a huge fight before but it never lasted for almost a month.

Once. He picked up her call once but maybe it was just because he was mistaken. She badly wanted to hear his voice. Yet, discovering that it was her, he just answered with a yes or no. If not, he would just be silent.

He talked to her on the phone again after that but it was just because Jimin had forced him to talk to her to congratulate her on winning Song of the Year in another award ceremony which was held in Japan.

She bit her bottom lip, thinking about last night. She immediately sent him a congratulatory message after she heard that his group had won Artist of the Year after last night’s prestigious award ceremony in Hongkong.

Kamsahamnida. That was his reply to her. It was the first time he had replied in a month’s time. What made it worse was him being suddenly formal meant she screwed up bigtime.

Is this how things going to end? The thought dreaded her. It broke her heart into million pieces. She could feel her eyes starting to water.

This is all your fault! She had been blaming herself for everything. If only she didn’t refuse. If only she had accepted his proposal.

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She brought her hands to cover from the shock of what he just did in front of her.

“Will you marry me?” his eyes were pleading. He was down on one knee. She bit her bottom lip.

He was holding the loveliest ring she had laid her eyes on. It was inside a blue velvet box. It had a beautifully cut diamond at the center.

She breathed in deeply. “You’re not kidding me, right?” she asked, in case he was just playing a prank on her.

She remembered one interview his group was asked when they were still in the US. The guys were asked who was likely to get married first, all other 6 members answered, it would be him. Maybe, he’s just doing this to prove that, right? She secretly wished.

He shook his head as he held one of her hands to answer her question. “Will you marry me?” he asked again. It was then she realized that he was serious. There was no way he was kidding.

She pulled his hand with her hand he was holding to make him stand up. She shook her head.

“You’re the one who’s kidding me now, right?” he tried to fake a laughter but she saw how the hope in his eyes instantly changed to hurt and disappointment.

She shook her head and bit her bottom lip. It felt like her bottom lip will bleed anytime soon. She was trying to suppress herself from crying.

“Please?” it sounded like he was begging. She shook her head again. One tear escaped from one of his eyes. Seeing him like that just tore her heart into million pieces.

“I’ll let you think about it,” he said as he closed the box, opened her palm and handed it to her. He then walked away from her, head down and shoulders slouching.

She clutched the box and drew it close to her chest. She couldn’t help but tear up while looking at his figure walk away from her.

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She breathed in. She knew that what she did then was what she thought was best for both of them, for him especially. He was at the peak of his career and she knew what his dreams were. She just couldn’t destroy his dreams.

She looked at her fidgeting fingers. She remembered at how he looked at his crush, the senior singer. It just hurt her so much. He never even threw a glance at her.

The side of her lips lifted, remembering that time when a camera was pointed at him and he did a silly pose. s who were just right behind then laughed at what he did. She even couldn’t help but let out a smile that time.

She pouted. It looked like he wasn’t affected with what happened almost a month ago. She sighed. She brought her eyes to the mirror. She looked at herself at the reflection.

“Tzuyu~yah, yeppeuda!” Dahyun commented. She raised her brows. She saw Dahyun’s sincere eyes but she couldn’t help but doubt as it was the first time she ever tried this hairstyle. She just gave her unnie a small smile.

She would be lying if she would say that he wouldn’t want to catch his attention with her hairstyle tonight. She pouted as she bowed her head.

She remembered, if they were fine right now, he would surely say that he liked her however she looked, whatever she wore or however her hair was styled.

She lifted her head as she felt something warm on her hand. “Tzuyu~yah,” she turned to her side, it was Mina. She raised her brows. Mina had placed her hand over hers, a means of comforting her.

“Jimin told me what happened,” she nodded at what Mina revealed as Mina sat beside her.

“Maybe, he was just asking for assurance,” Mina expressed. “You know him more than anyone else does,” Mina continued.

“You know how much he likes you, even more than like,” Momo said as she also sat beside her.

She couldn’t help but smile as she saw her members smile warmly at her. Her smile grew into a grin as everyone gathered for a group hug.

They just won Best Dance Female, she should be happy for her fans and her members.

She gave her all during their group’s performance. They had performed 2 of their hits. They had worn cute dresses. Their theme was of a doll house. She remembered how their fans cheered as their performance had a lot of dance breaks.

During the event’s finale, all artists gathered at the center to greet their fans. She tried her best to be her usual self.

“Annyeong,” she heard someone greet her as they were heading back to their tent. She turned to see who it was.

“Oppa,” she called. It was Taehyung.

“You look glum but still very beautiful,” he stated. She tried to smile.

“Chukahae oppa,” she greeted, trying to be cheerful nonetheless. His group had won one of the major awards tonight, Song of the Year for Spring Day.

“Kamsahae, nado chukahae,” Taehyung also greeted. She just bowed to him as thanks. Both then continued walking side by side.

“It must be hard,” she looked at the guy as he stated this. “Don’t be deceived, he’s also having a hard time,” Taehyung continued. She nodded at this.

Taehyung snorted. “I saw how he practiced what and how to ask you that question,” she bit her bottom lip at Taehyung’s revelation.

“But I also know why you declined. It was impulsive of him. You always impress me with how you thoroughly think of things first,” Taehyung expressed.

Both stopped from walking as they approached her group’s tent. Taehyung faced her. “If you need someone to talk to, you can always contact me. I can be your best friend if you want to,” Taehyung said with his signature boxy smile.

“Kamsahamnida oppa,” she thanked. The thought touched her. She let out a small smile as he brought one of his hands to her head and pat her head.

She was shock as she felt someone grab her hand. She looked in front. It was him. He was grabbing her to where she wasn’t sure of.

She looked around. He brought her to an empty tent. She looked at him. He was breathing heavily. She wasn’t sure how to talk to him. It was the first time in weeks they came face to face. She looked at her fingers as she started to fidget with them.

She felt him cup her chin and lifted it. Her eyes widened as she saw how close their faces were. She could feel his minty breath hitting her lips.

She closed her eyes as she saw him close their distance and his lips were brushing