I entered Sehun's apartment, smiling happily. I just had a really good talk with Luhan. We were reminiscing about how much fun we used to have in our childhood years and I playfully reminded him of how he had an obsession with my Barbie dolls, and used to play them more than me. He couldn't exactly ask his parents to get him Barbie dolls, it'd be too weird. So he would sneak into my house every day, enter my playroom and secretly play with them. I would often walk into my playroom and find him asleep with my Barbie dolls scattered around him.

I wrapped my camel coat tighter around me and shivered. The entire apartment felt strangely cold.

"Sehun?" I called out cautiously as I padded across the living room floor. 

The door leading to the balcony was open, the curtains fluttering in the wind. I furrowed my brow as I softly walked over to it.

I looked out of the door and saw Sehun standing there, his back facing me. He was staring out at the night sky intently. I walked over to him and asked "What are you doing out here? It's so cold." He didn't answer but continued staring at the skyscrapers in the distance. I felt a tinge of unease and nudged his arm. "Yah, what's wrong with you?"

He turned around abruptly to face me, his intense gaze easily trapping mine.

"Are you happy?"

I looked at him in surprise. "What do you mean?"

"I mean..." He gestured with his hands wildly, as if he was trying to catch the resemblance of his point. "Do you feel happy with all this? Do you feel like I'm suffocating you in some way, that I'm dragging you down?" The night air seemed to become really stuffy at some point, enveloping us in its tight embrace and choking us.

"What are you talking about, Sehun? Are you insane?" I questioned angrily.

How could he ever think that he was suffocating me? How could he ever think that I didn't feel happy with him? Hell, these past short months that I had spent with him had been the happiest months of my life. 

"Forget about it. Let's just go to sleep." He said and started to turn around. I felt a sudden flash of panic as I blocked the door leading back to the living room with my entire body. "No, we're not going anywhere until we resolve this issue." Even Sehun, in his frazzled state, couldn't mistake the determination in my eyes. He sat down on the balcony floor and leaned against the wall.

I sat down beside him.

He suddenly broke the silence. "Are you still upset about your dad's bankruptcy?"

I nodded glumly. "My father is on the edge of collapsing. He tells me he's okay, but he's not. I can see it in his eyes. And my mother's barely home. She's always out cajoling her fellow socialite friends, convincing them that nothing's going wrong in my family and my dad's going to reverse this bankruptcy pretty soon. It's pathetic."

He looked at me, and a hint of urgency crept into his tone. "Do... do you know who did it? Who caused your father's bankruptcy?"

I shook my head. "I don't know, but I hate that person for doing this to us." I was unaware that Sehun's face blanched visibly at my answer. His face darkened rapidly and disappointment showed in his eyes. He knew that she was going to say this, but somehow, the sharp pain that stabbed his insides still insisted on occuring. 

She'd probably hate me if she knew that my father was responsible for all this.

****

Sehun glanced at the beautiful girl sitting next to him and suddenly stood up. He grabbed her wrist and she looked at him questioningly. He fastened his unwavering gaze at her and murmured "Let's go somewhere." She nodded and stood up. He pulled her out of the apartment, their hands still linked. There was a sense of purpose in his step and he continued to pull her to his shiny sleek black Audi R8.

She gasped at his car. "I didn't know you had a car!"

He simply replied "I just got it back from services today." He opened her car door for her and she flushed slightly. Both of them entered the car and he zoomed off into the moonlight, staring fixatedly on the streets, fully aware that she was staring at him. He suddenly turned around and smirked "What are you staring at?"

She widened her eyes in shock and immediately turned away, embarrassed to have been caught staring. "Nothing."

A smile tugged on the corner of his lips as he continued to drive the Audi R8 smoothly down the road.

It was quiet between them and he could hear the sound of the wind blowing smoothly, tangling through her long flowing hair and disrupting his short locks of hair. He ran a hand through his hair and switched on the radio. Justin Timberlake's My Love started blasting through the speakers, and soon, the entire car was filled with the y jazz melody.

If I wrote you a symphony,

just to say how much you mean to me,

what would you do?

Because I could see us holding hands,

walking on the beach, lying on the sand,

I could see us on the countryside,

sitting on the grass, 

lying down side by side.

The familiar notes filled the air and I could feel myself holding in my breath. Beside me, I heard him inhale sharply and I resisted the urge to turn around and look at him. His hands tightened on the steering wheel and he stepped on the accelerator even harder. The car zoomed down the quiet road; sleek, mysterious and beautiful.

Just then, he stopped the car. I looked around my surroundings. We were at the Han River. I frowned, this couldn't be good. I had a premonition that something was going to happen. He got out of the car and opened my door for me. I got out too and both of us stood on the riverbank, staring at each other.

There was something flickering in his dark unwavering eyes, something that seemed to pain me greatly. I glanced gently at him and asked softly, my voice wavering slight in the night. "Sehun, why did you bring me here?"

He didn't say anything. He just continued staring at me.

The silence was suffocating me. 

Just then, he stepped forward and pulled me roughly into his arms.

I widened my eyes in shock as he rested his head on my shoulder. His breathing suddenly became ragged and his chest was heaving in rough uneven gasps. He wrapped his arms even tighter around me and I just leaned against his arms limply, like a ragged doll.

He suddenly spoke, his voice was a quiet faint murmur, but pleading.

"Don't leave me."