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“Where the hell are you taking me?” You whined, trying so hard to loosen Chunji’s grip on your wrist. While on the other hand, Chunji just smiled, thinking nothing’s wrong.

A group of Chinese teenage girls swooned as Chunji passed by. Some were even throwing you wild daggers. Well, what else can we wonder of? He’s looking extremely stand out in his simple v-neck and denim pants.

“It’s been a while since we visited Yuexiu Park. Don’t you think? We used to spot hot ladies there before you went to Korea.” He smiled to himself, still dragging you.

“More like YOU spotting girls while I sit alone.” You scoffed, reminiscing those times.

Chunji just chuckled as he pushed you inside the passenger's seat.

“They weren’t even... hot.” You muttered.

Baekhyun scratched the nape of his neck as he tried to understand what the vendor was telling him. His brows furrowed with confusion as Chinese words flowed out endlessly.

“Xie Xie.”He smiled, without even understanding a thing. It was just to simply get out of the conversation. With a big sigh, he exited the small shop with a map in hand. “I should call Lay, or Tao.” He muttered, but then a thought hit him just in time he found hope.

*Right, they’re on their way to Korea, which leaves me alone here.*

“.” Chunji cursed as he slammed on the brakes. You looked at him, irritated.

“What now?”

He sighed, his lip twitching. “You see that girl over there?” He pointed towards the entrance of the park where a girl in a tank top and mullet skirt stood, probably waiting for someone.

“Yes. What? She’s girlfriend number...?”

Chunji chuckled. “She was my girlfriend last week. Too clingy, really. Wears strong perfume too.”

You blew a raspberry upon hearing his reasons. “And what now if she’s here?”

“She’s still into me. I mean I did the usual... dumped her without any reason.” He chuckled as if he was talking about throwing a ballpen he grew tired of.

You rolled you eyes at Chunji while he turned off the car’s engine. “You never changed.”

“I guess L.joe abandoned me. He changed. Hmmmph.” He pressed his lips into a thin line. “You too. You changed.” He made a crying face, but still it looked funny.

“You’ll change when you find the right someone.” You winked.

He his chin. “So... you found your right someone?”

Again, everything drowned you inside.

The feelings, the pain and the hurt.

Baekhyun, Yura, and all the letters you have read.

The stingy feeling in your eyes threatened to make the endless tears begin, and you tried your best preventing it by biting you poor tortured lip.

“Let’s go inside the park!” You clapped, smiling from ear to ear.

Chunji sighed. “You’re a lame actress, you know.” He rolled his eyes as he followed you out the car.

“What places does Minhee often here?” Baekhyun asked Luhan on the other line as he looked at the moving view from the windows of the bus.

Luhan chuckled on the otherline. “Aside from clubs and malls... she frequents parks too, with her best friend.”

“What park should I visit first?”

“Try Yuexiu Park. It’s one of the most popular. Goodluck Byun!” Luhan chimed,ending the call without even waiting for Baekhyun’s reply.

Baekhyun smiled a little. “Yuexiu Park... Yuexiu Park...” He muttered, looking at the crumpled map on his hands.

“What happened, Hee? Now I demand an explanation.” Chunji squeezed your shoulder lightly.

You puffed air in your cheek.”I’ve been trying hard to get it out my head lately, and you bring it up again. What a douche bag, Ji.”

“Douche bag?” He scoffed.

You giggled. “That’s what friends are for.”

Chunji glared at you. You smiled cheekily, fastening your pace. “Look! An ice cream parlor!” You beamed, diverting the conversation again.

Before you could run off, Chunji held your shirt and pulled you back. “Don’t try to escape, Wu An Ran.”

Yura came home refreshed from the salon. Her hair was permed with big curls, and her nails had been done. She stood in front of the enormous mirror, pursing her lips.

“Baekhyun Oppa would regret rejecting me.” She seethed, turning away from her reflection. For the nth time, she checked her e-mail and phone, but it only made her brows furrowed.

“L.joe Oppa’s avoiding me..” She whispered to herself, gripping the desk hard. It irked her whan people turned away from her.

“Let’s pay my baby a visit.” She smirked.

CHUNJI'S POV

Minhee uncrossed her legs and fidgeted with bthe hem of her top. She just told me everything, and all throughout, tears occasionally rolled down her cheeks.

"You should let him talk too, Hee. How can you believe that Yura so fast?" I said, leaning my elbows on my legs. 

Minhee sighed. "I know. B..but, I'm scared."

"Of the truth?" I raised my brow. She nodded slowly, playing with her nails now.

"But I miss him, Ji. So much." She added, another tear rolling down her cheek. It irks me seeing my friends hurt like this, espacially our only girl. 

"Everything will be fine." I shushed, enveloping her in my arms. She held on my arms, staining my shirt with fresh tears. "Thank you Jiji." She whispered.

I smiled whole-heartedly. "Just know that my shirt you're staining is an Armani." 

She pulled away, frowning. "Ya!" She scoffed and wiped her tears.

I watched her, bursting in a loud guffaw. "Come on, let's go to that ice cream parlor." With my hands on hers, I dragged her towards the store.

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Baekhyun stepped in the park and smiled at the Korean couple he just met. They helped him locate the entrance.

"Finally, some Korean." He exhaled, wiping sweat on his forehead. He scanned the park and saw little children swarming on balloons. Couples affectionately talked on the benches, and students played on the vast open field.

He walked straight towards the shop and bit his lip. "I hope she's here..." 

Yura shot the guard a menacious glare. "I'm his girl friend." She seethed, her grip on her clutch tightening. The guard firmly shook his head. "Young Master clearly ordered that he didn't want any visitors."

"I'm not a visitor!" She replied, irritation painted on her face. 

Just in time, L.joe walked out his room and went straigh to the garage. He pressed his keys and the car beeped to life. He was about to hop in when he heard the familiar voice he hates.

"Yura." He whispered to himself, his fists unconsciously balled.

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