There you were, drunk on happiness surrounding the party.

As Seunghyun watched you, he chuckled, noticing how you were only holding a can of coke but acted as if you were drunk from bottles of soju.  

That's something he always found endearing about you, how you were a breath of fresh air to his hectic life; how you remained whole when his life was crumpling from his reaches.

He would give anything to see you at this current state with him.  

As he sat, reminiscing, he quirked his ear to shouts of "Shot, shot, shot!"

He turned to you and saw you take a body shot off of a stranger.  

As if you felt his terror, you turned slowly towards him, giving him a glint of rebellion.  As you turned your eyes and bore it into his, he realized what you were saying with your eyes.

You weren't his angel anymore.

And it wasn't anyone's fault but his.

When he looked back at you, he realized that you had already turned away, leaving him feeling so utterly alone in his life, with his last moment of wholeness becoming only a memory.