“I’ll go out for some fresh air.” You walk out of the room and wander around the building, realizing that you were now on the rooftop.

          You stare at the night view of Seoul. It was beautiful. Lights from buildings were reflecting each other, creating a magical aura in the night.

          “Buzz.” It was a message from an unknown ID.

          “Hey ______, did you miss me?”

          “Who’s this?”

          “It’s Junho.” You stuff your phone back into the pocket. ‘I can’t believe you gave him my number without permission, Kim Myungsoo. You really want to set me up with him, don’t you?’

          Your vision becomes a blur, a warm and wet feeling trickles down your cheeks. ‘Why are you crying again, I told you not to cry for him anymore!’ You try to calm down by taking a deep breath to smell the night air.

          “Hey…what are you doing here?”

          “Myungsoo Oppa, leave me alone.” You whispered, your voice sounding a little coarse.

          “Hyerin told me that you went out for fresh air,” His voice was getting closer, “Come on, let’s go back. I want to introduce you to Krystal.” He held your arm gently.

          “DON’T TOUCH ME!” You fling his hand away. You look into Myungsoo’s shocked eyes, finding yourself to cry even more.

          “_______, what’s wrong…” He whispered.

          The sound of the wind was echoing in the sky. You stare at the grey cement floor.

          “You really are too much…” You raise your head and look up,”Why did you give Junho my phone number?”

          “I…I just thought that it would be nice to see you and my best friend get closer.” Myungsoo studdered, shaken from your sudden anger.

         “You really don’t get it do you…” You laughed emotionlessly. “You’re so selfish, Kim Myungsoo. Did you ever ask if I even liked Junho? Did you? Do you ever ask about my feelings? How my day went? All you do is tell me about your problems and ask for advice. I’m sick of it, I’m sick of everything.” You quietly screamed, with tears continuously flowing.

          Myungsoo stares at you in shock.

“I’m sorry, _____, I…I really didn’t know.”

          “Do you know how I feel? To know that you will only see me as a little sister. Are you really that stupid, Kim Myungsoo?” Your voice is no longer angry, but sounds soft and hurt instead. “Do you really only see Krystal when I have been here all this time…?” Your voice trembling.

          “________-ah….”

          “I…” You pause, “I don’t want to see you ever again.” You whisper as you walk past him, pushing the doors to the stairway.