I guess I am a big cheater. I was never really the person who stands up to her words. Maybe I'm stupid. Maybe I'm just a lunatic who's in love. Whatever the hell I am. I'm here. Standing somewhere inside the chapel where Yoona's about to get married. This is a bad idea. What was I even thinking? Oh, right. I wasn't thinking. I never think; I just feel. And last night, while I was laying on my bed looking at pictures of me and Yoona, I felt something stir inside me. I wanted to fight. I felt as if I should stop the wedding. So yeah, I'm sitting at the choir box, you know, the one upstairs where the choir stands, so that no one I know will see me and when the time comes I'll reveal myself and stop the wedding. I wanted it to be dramatic. I am a theatre student after all.

I'm now looking at Donghae, he seems so happy and I felt rather bad that I'll be stealing his girl on this day. My resolve wavered for a while but I had to do this, I just have to. It's my last chance. Soon enough, the wedding march resounded throughout the whole chapel. I can't actually see her but people were looking to their backs, seemingly awed by her beauty. I knew I would be too if I could see her right now. I readied myself. I stood by the stairs, looking at the altar.  And when I can see the back of Yoona's head and she's a few steps from Donghae, I got down the stairs as quietly as I possibly can and stood at the back. By the time I have composed myself, she's standing in front, her body facing Donghae. I stared at her, she looks so beautiful as always. She