It did hurt.

I didn’t know what to do because it was bitter and tender.
The wound wasn’t healed no matter what I did.

Why did you do this to me?

Why did you make me hate you just because you don’t want to hurt me?

Two Years Later...

Kwangmin stepped into the small cottage with heavy heart. His mind was full of the images of a girl. A girl who had succeeded melt his heart only by her voice, and the girl who had successfully shattered his heart into pieces. Every steps he took reminds him only to her. It did hurt… It did leave a scar that will never healed… but he knows, he can never forget her no matter how hard he tried because his heart is no longer belonged to him, but to her and only her…  Even after she leave him without words, he still believe that her existence in his heart will never be replaced by anyone anymore. Taking a brave step ahead, a purple velvet box caught his attention. In his eyes, that box looks too familiar. As he opens the box, he found himself breaking down again…