*My diary entry, 15 February 2016*

Do you ever feel very miserable because the person you love becomes the person you hate the most?  I do. I fall in love with a girl, for the first time we’ve had such magical and romantic experience, we were deeply in love with each other. Until that day, that day which made her falling out of love. That day when her jealousy was eating her up.

*6 December 2017*

I’m sitting in this café, busy scrolling my cellphone, waiting for her texts. She said she needs to talk. Thinking of what she will say to me sent shivers down my spine. I know exactly where she wants to talk, but after all, I just pretend it will be a mere conversation between us.

“Hi” Someone patted my shoulder, and without I giving a look, I know it’s her.

“Hi Yerin, how are you?”

“I’m fine, thanks. Here, this is your earlier birthday gift”.

“You don’t need to, you know I never expect present for my birthday. You know exactly what I wants”.

There’s a pause before she replies. “What exactly you need? I will fulfill them, no matter how much the price I should pay”.

I