boyfriend...

>> Your POV <<

Her words kept echoing in my head. I ushered her kindly downstairs so she wouldn't get lost. At least that was what I thought I was doing. In actual fact, I was having a mental breakdown and the last thing I wanted her to see was to see my stupid tears flow out. I wasn't going to believe what I saw or rather heard and I hoped that by going down I could see who her "Jinyoung" was and make myself feel assured that it wasn't my Jinyoung. But I saw no one and reluctantly went up with heavy steps. I wasn't sure why I had a feeling that the Jinyoung we were talking about was the same person but who in the right mind would want to believe that harsh ugly truth? Who wouldn't want to sugar coat it with lies that once it had been revealed of its ugly insides could hurt a lot more?

>> Chanshik's POV <<

Unknown to her, I had been following noona around and I saw her as well. She looked familiar. Those golden brown locks and anticing eyes that seemed able to seduce anyone but yet she had a different aura about her. She didn't seem like a devil... More like someone being used unknowingly, a pawn in a chess game. Suddenly, I recalled something... She... She was there that day ______ noona brought me out for meat lunch... The one Jinyoung hyung was trying hard to avoid. It suddenly seemed to all connect... Jinyoung... He was making use either that girl, my _______ noona or both. Or trying to hurt them both... I couldn't just sit there and pretend I knew of nothing. What would be a reasonable choice? Telling noona? Talking to Jinyoung hyung? Tell that girl and _______ noona? I thought of calling for help... But no one came into my mind... After thinking... He had unknowingly appeared in my thought bubble... I think he can help...

A/N: HEY THERE! I'm so sorry for the late update but I still hope this short chapter was alright! Please leave your comments below! I hope that if this story was interesting, please subscribe and vote it ^^