Drinking the bottle of wine, I smile softly, glancing around the room, being surrounded with the people who adore me and vice versa. Those who have been with me since the beginning, since I had been a trainee at YG, apart from Top Hyung who was still serving his probation time. However, there was still this emptiness in me, a hole which can never be filled up by anyone, except her. Even with everyone here... I wanted to run away- far away- a great distance from everyone else. To relieve myself from this burden of having a relationship of being someones a son, a friend and a brother. To talk to them, hang around, to socialise with different celebrities. It never brought me happiness... it was just an expectation which was bestowed upon me as Gdragon. They just use my face and name. Maybe that's one of the reason I've begun distancing myself from those designer and model friends. You know the saying, 'you realise who your true friends are when they stand by you in  hard times'. Plus, as its coming nearer at the time of my service duty, its less important to have a ton of friends and more important to have real ones. We haven't announced it to the public yet, but they just know that I'm going to the service next year. We just haven't told them the date. The date which is looming on top of my head like a nightmare. I had tried delaying it, but now I have nothing to lose.

 

"Ya, Ji? What do you think?" It was Jaeduck Hyung who brought me down to Earth. Looking at him with raised brows, "I was saying how they'll probably ask you and Taeyang to perform during the Olympics." He repeated. 

 

"I don't know, Hyung. I don't think I'll be doing it." I tell him truthfully, shrugging my shoulder as I take a sip from the bottle. 

 

"Look at those two love birds." Teddy Hyung said, giving a pointed look at Taeyang and Min Hyo Rin who were sitting on the seat close together whispering in each other's ears. 

 

I couldn't help but smile, finally he's found his girl. And in two months it will be legitimate. Both of them together as one whole body. 

 

Teddy Hyung had seemed unusually silent throughout the whole evening. His eyes burning holes on the blank wall, the smile he gave never reaching his eyes. Whilst, Kush hyung was in his own world. 

 

Suddenly, my phone rang. The loud blare disrupting the laughter, silencing everyone as they turn their gazes on me. 

 

Looking down at the phone in my hand, it was an unknown number. 

 

"Unknown number."

 

I cut it off. Probably a sasaeng. Great! Have to change my number again. 

 

My phone went off again, the same number and once again I decline it.  

 

However, before I could completely turn my phone off my ringtone boomed in the room. 

 

What the ?!

 

"These bastards don't know when to stop!" I said angrily, not in a mood to play games. This time I pressed accept ready to give whoever it was on the other end a piece of my mind. 

 

"Hello!" I said through my clenched jaws. my brows furrowed in a frown. For a second I thought there was no one, but the heavy breathing indicated that there was.

 

"Hello?" A very familiar voice replied. 

 

It was silent a few seconds, but I knew that she was still there on the other end listening to her ragged breathing. 

 

"Yoona?" I ask, wanting to be certain that it was her on the line. The loud chatter stops in the room as several pairs of eyes look at me. Glancing around the room, I was met with mixtures of expressions ranging from shock to confusion. I knew they were all trying to listen to the conversation... or the lack of it.

 

"I don't think this phones working... Hello... I can't hear anything..." she was mumbling words. Her voice sounding a bit tipsy.

 

"Yoona." I said her name louder this time, before she breaks her phone. 

 

"I can hear youuuuu." She draws out, I had to pull my phone inches away from my ear before she could burst my ear drum. 

 

"Yoona, are you drunk?" I didn't need to know the answer to that as it was clear. 

 

"I'm not drunk. Me... Never- ouch!" Sitting up straight, my fingers tighten around my phone hearing her loud wails. 

 

"Yoona, where are you?" I ask slowly, grabbing my keys from the table. From the corner of my eyes, I could see the others putting on their coats. 

 

Giving them questioning looks, "Yoona?" Teddy Hyung mouthed. 

 

"Im Yoona, where the are you?!-" I ask through her crying.

 

Thankfully, her crying paused. "Where am I?" Her little confused voice coming out. "I'm near... there's lots of trees... I was at his house." His? "Then, Manager oppa came to collect me..." I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. "and stopped here... where am I?" Her slurry words making no sense. "Oh, I can see my house! Oppa!" The sound of her giggles filling my empty heart.

 

"Who are you with?" I ask, feeling furious thinking of her being with another man whilst she's drunk. 

 

"I'm with- I'm with. Oppa! Jiyong oppa." She uses her aegyo tone, her loud chuckles making me want to go to her. "I want ice cream too."

 

"Yoona!" I scold her. "Where are you?" 

 

"Why- are you going to come and collect me? But, I don't want you to see me like this." She whines. Just ing great. Drunk Yoona was never a conscious Yoona. 

 

From the background noise on the other end I could hear a loud thud of a door banging closed. 

 

"Unnie, I'm home" She sings. "Ouch!" Making me alert. She was also very clumsy when she is drunk.

 

"Im Yoona-" before I could complete my sentence she cuts me off. Completely. "!"

 

"That little-" groaning loudly, I close my eyes tightly for a second before opening them.

 

Quickly, recalling the number again. It took three bell rings before she picked it. "I think my phone is dead." I don't know whether to chuckle or shout at her.

 

"How many did you drink?"

 

"I'm... not drunk." Anyone sober or drunk person would know that she was drunk. The side of my lips twitching hearing her make excuses. Her answers were always the same even seven years ago.  "I can even count- one... two... three... four... five... six... seven... eight." Clearly she's lost her mind. 

 

"Argh! My head hurts." She groans out loudly, I didn't need to be there to know that she would be clutching her head in her palms massaging it. Her red, soft, tempting lips would be opened in a soft gasp. "I'm laying on my bed now." 

 

"I miss you." She says softly, the vulnerability in her tone forming a lump in my throat. "But-" she snapped suddenly. "I hate you. I hate you so ing much." She spits out in disgust, pulling a string in my heart. It pained me to hear that and knowing that she had tears in her eyes, hurt me. "You just couldn't wait for the truth... couldn't you." She was slowly becoming sober. "You just wanted revenge. Was having part of the revenge too." Her cold chuckles booming in my ears as if she was mocking it. "A . Wasn't I. It's sad how I couldn't charge for the . I mean I would've earned-"

 

"Im Yoona!" I shouted. 

 

I could hear the gasps around me, from my peripheral vision they were all staring at me with wide eyes.

 

"Why? Why did you break my heart, Jiyong? Why did you do it?" She whispered lightly. If I hadn't been close to her, I wouldn't have heard her teary voice. The pounding in my chest making it difficult for me to breath hearing her so weak and tired. 

 

"I'm just so tired. I can't do this anymore."

 

"I think I'm drunk." With that I could hear her soft snores indicating that she had already fell asleep. She was always a light drinker. Even then I used to worry about her whenever she got drunk and called me, even if she went out with her members or SM boys she would always call me to pick her up, and if I wasn't here then I would always send my driver with her. 

 

"Is everything fine?" Looking up, I nod, slightly unsure to what had happened few seconds ago. 

 

"Yeah. She was just drunk." I replied, nonchalantly. Shrugging my shoulders trying to show that I was affected by her call. But, I knew they saw right through me. However, they didn't say anything. "Whatever, right." Closing my eyes, I lean my head against the couch trying to ignore the chatter and gazes on me. 

 

Im Yoona. 

 

Tomorrow it'll be just another day. This conversation would be erased from her mind. I know her. I knew her. 

 

I can never get away from her. She has consumed my mind and my heart. Maybe, she was right I am a bastard. A sick bastard who just wanted revenge. But at what cost. It didn't bring happiness into my life... just isolation and pain. 

 

"She did look disturbed when we met her." Wait, what? 

 

My eyes snap open, staring directly in front of me at Teddy Hyung, who took another drag from the cigarette he was holding against his lips.

 

"What?" Taeyang cuts in, from the corner of my eyes I could see him sit up watching Teddy in surprise. 

 

"It was nothing." His brows pinched in a frown as he took a glance at me before focusing his eyes on Youngbae. "I didn't want her to think that we didn't try to contact her. But, she left abruptly-" his eyes widening as if realising something. 

 

"Hyung, What is it?" Youngbae questions him. 

 

"Nothing." He slightly jolts back, his head snapping at me. 

 

He was hiding something. 

 

I don't know if I wanted to know what it was. 

 

Smoking the cancerous stick in between my fingers, I exhale the steam of vapour in the air. 

 

God, I missed her. 

 

Closing my eyes, I try to release the tension in my head. Hearing her voice again. It felt like home. 

 

Why did you do it Im Yoona? Why did you have to destroy everything? 

 

...

 

"Three... Two... One. Happy New Years." Nearly fifty people around me shouted synchronously. It echoed around Hyuk Hyungs restaurant, as cheers and laughter surrounded me. Familiar faces coming to hug me left and right, celebrating this joyous occasion. 

 

We had just finished our last concert as Big Bang before we all enlisted in the Army. My time was coming up soon. Tossing the pineapple flavoured alcohol in my mouth, I slightly wince at the sourness as it hits the back of my throat. 

 

"Oh, hello." Gasps of surprise fill the air. From the corner of my eyes I could see the smile dropping from Suk's hyungs' face as he sat beside me. Even Taeyang who was sitting opposite me had suddenly gone still, his eyes narrowing at something on the side. My brows furrowed in a frown at their reaction. Everyone at the table had gotten quiet, with their agape mouth.

 

My gaze follow along with theirs, stopping at the squirming woman who was too dressed for the occasion. My heart beating rapidly in my chest, it was blooming staring at the girl in a flowery long sheer gown, which showed off her straps. She was glowing in the dark. 

 

I could see her eyes searching for something, her rays going past me stopping on the table behind me. Her jaws were clenched as she forcefully removed her gaze from there before anyone could catch her.

 

"Oh Im Y-Yoona!" Her eyes glare at Seungri, who was smiling like a mad man. My nails were digging into the skin of my palms, knowing fully well that she was ignoring me. "Welcome to the party. You arrived late. I told you to come right after the MBC Festival." He invited her? No, he would've told us. His eyes were questioning her as he went to stand beside her, putting his arms around her shoulder. 

 

On the other hand, Daesung stood there still. His eyes glancing at me and then back to her. I could feel several eyes on me, burning holes waiting for an outburst or a reaction. But, I kept my face neutral and blank. 

 

"Why don't you sit down? The party just begun." 

 

The only spare seats in the restaurant were next to Taeyang and I. We had YG actors and artist surrounding us, and I could imagine they'll be thinking about this SM gatecrasher. My gaze turns back to her, she stood there still. This time my heart missed a beat as she stared directly at me. 

 

She was as pretty as I saw her the first time round.

 

However, she snapped her eyes away and strutted in the busy restaurant past our table until she disappears from the sight. I could hear the sigh of relief from YG Hyung, who for the first time did something after the arrival of Im Yoona. I grabbed onto my drink and tossed the content in my mouth, smiling bitterly. From my peripheral vision I could see Taeyang as his eyes widen following her movement.

 

I don't turn around. 

 

She wasn't here for me. 

 

So, why is she here? 

 

My questions were answered when I spun my head around. The people around her table too shocked to say anything, apart from look astonished. She pulled her seat inside the table, placing her bag on it, as she smiled apologetically at the people around her. Her eyes stop at me, the air becoming tense all of a sudden. The tension in the room was high. Her smile drops. As she looked at me blankly before turning her head away. Her eyes narrow as she scowls at the man sitting beside her; Teddy hyung. 

 

She whispers something under her breath, in which he grows still. I could see anger swirling in his eyes, as he look up to me before going towards YG Hyung. His anger mirroring hers as he mutters something to her. She nods in return. I could feel my fingers curl inwardly, forming a fist. What could they possible be talking about? 

 

However, before I could digest myself more into the situation my attention was taken away from them and back to Daesung and Seungri who were singing Trot. 

 

The indistinctive chatter begun again, making it difficult to hear what they were talking about. Her arms were flailing in the air as she passionately tried to get her point across. 

 

I know Seungri didn't invite her. If he did than she wouldn't have come. No one would've invited... Hyung! But, why would he?

 

"Jiyong-ah!" My head snapping back at Taeyang. His eyes shone with worry as he stared at me with great intensity as if trying to see if I was going to have a breakdown. 

 

"Let's all sing! " it!" 

 

" it I Love y'all

it I Love y'all

it I Love y'all

Girl I wanna get down

it

it

it

Girl I wanna get down"<