She stood there, holding the balcony railing as she felt the wind blew, every part of her face, making her silky brown hair dancing in the air.

She smiled,

eventhough the tears she kept holding betrayed her and wept through her beautiful eyes against her willing.

Her hands trembled and her lips quivered as she suppressed herself from crying.

He is not for you, Seohyun-ah…

Who are you to feel sad and brokenhearted?

You’re nobody for him,

nobody but a mere weak little sister…

She thought, as she fluttered her eyes closed. Her face was red and eyes became swollen, but she didn’t care, as long as he didn’t notice.

Why is it so hard? Why is it so hurtful?

I should’ve known it better than anyone else.

He doesn’t love me, not the way I feel for him

“My cute little Seo…”

She scoffed and let out a slight chuckle as she remembered the way he always called her whenever she sulked over him.

“Yeah, cute little me… Why didn’t I realize? I should’ve known it to begin with…

Why didn’t I, huh?” she whispered to herself.

Kept my hope raising into the sky, only to find myself fell down and crush into pieces afterwards.

She then buried her face on her palms, hearing the rhythm of her own sobbing which lessened gradually. Without her realizing, someone had actually been there, watching her frustrated gesture.

“Seohyunnie, what’s wrong?”

“Oh, you’re here?”