I woke up feeling a little groggy. 

Its 4am.

Everyone else should be sleeping now.


I got up from my bed and grabbed a drink from the fridge. 

I'm not the type to drink. But I need to right now.

I walked towards the balcony and saw a familiar figure there.

Dara-unnie.

She had some booze in her hand which she was downing so rapidly.

It must probably be because of what happened earlier on.

I took a deep breath and walked to stand beside her.

" Unnie. "

" Oh hey Chaerin, why aren't you asleep. "

" I just woke up."

" Oh "

Dara-unnie kept downing her booze like there was no tomorrow. I saw that already three quarter of the booze in her bottle was already gone.

" Unnie, you shouldn't drink so much. Please. " 

" Leave me to be, Chaerin. " 

" If this is about me, its not worth it unnie. I'm not worth your time. Please. " I said flatly.

Dara-unnie stopped and stared hard at me.

I took a sip of my cass beer.

" Why do you do that Chaerin." Dara-unnie asked, annoyed.

" Do what? "

" Put yourself down. Why do you always do that? What is wrong with you, Chaerin? Talk to me! "

I kept silent and took another gulp of the beer, cringing at its bitterness.

But that it isn't comparable to even half of what I'm feeling right now.

How could I say anything.

What do you want me to say, Dara-unnie? Everything is wrong with me.

" Chaerin! "

" What do you expect me to say unnie!? Everything is wrong with me! EVERY ING THING. From top to toe! Inside,out! You don't know how it feels unnie. You don't." I yelled a little.

" You don't know how it feels to be ugly. "

" Sure I do."

Dara-unnie crashed her bottle into the wall and I knew what was coming next.

Oh my ing god. NO Daroong!