When the sunlight hit her face, Seulgi groaned.

Who has the right mind to have a big- window in their room- well her room?

It was Irene.

Irene admired the skies, so windows like this helped her to look at the beautiful skies without even going out.

But, that window is now a pain in the .

It used to have curtains but now she sent it to the laundry shop.

She can wash it at home but... she was too lazy.

and the scent would just remind her of Irene.

Oh how much Irene loved scented things.

Seulgi loved the smell no- she was addicted to it. WAS.

She used to love and crave for that smell.

But now, It was nothing.

She looked up and remember that It was Monday.

She looked at the clock infront of her and sighed.

why am i not rich like him? im too tired to work my off.

she took a few deep breaths before standing up and literally dragging herself to the kitchen.

oh . I remember. I have nothing to eat. my life.

She went straight to the bathroom and prepared herself for work without even eating.

After preparing, she grabbed her keys and went out of her apartment.

No "Goodbye"

No "Take Care"

No "Come home safely"

No "I love you"

Yes. This is how she lived now.

She walked to the parking lot and drived her way to the office.

more torturing hours for me.

She worked her off until 7 p.m.

She cracked her knuckles and looked at the office clock.

Typing, sending files, printing some s, giving fake smiles to her co-workers, bowing to her boss who's hair was nowhere to be found maybe bevauseof stress, Finally this