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"Remi...Are you okay?" Daesung spoke softly in English. His light brown hair smoothed down his face and his eyes were filled with kindness.

       My straight lips formed a smile and nodded with my eyes downwards. "Of course, why wouldn't I be?" I couldn't bear to look at him, or to lie to his face.

       "Yah, come on, everything is okay!" Seungri said loudly in English.

       "Okay." I awkwardly responded. I didn't know what to say.

       Daesung nodded understandingly and began to gather up his papers. 

      "W-wait" I began to say. Remi don't ask him.... Don't do it! But my lips quivered and my curiosity bursted out.

 "Hmm?" Daesung stopped and Seungri turned his head towards me.

       "Umm... So, w-who is Miko...Mizuhara?" I hesitantly said. Great I said it.

       Seungri's face brightened up "Ahh Miko Kazuhara you mean??"

       "Yeah, um her."

      "Wasn't there, like a news rumor recently between Jiyongie hyung and her again?" Seungri scratched his head.

       Ah of course he knew.

Daesung smiled and pat my back in a friendly gesture. "Ahhhh that?! Jiyong hyung and Miko are just friends!!" He opened his eyes widely and repeated, "Just friends." 

Just...friends? If they were just friends, why were there so many pictures of them together? That couldn't be a coincidence.

"So Remi-ya, when there is a situation you want to get out of... Just say that!!" Seungri smiled brightly with his beady eyes.

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I was in a much better mood than the crappy feeling that I had all night and all morning. I was almost too relieved and calm that I almost didnt even notice the dead rat in front of the house door when I got home.

     I jumped back and took in a sharp breath. 

What the heck was this?! Who would even do this?! 

Using a small stick from the garbage, I picked up the desolated looking rat to put it somewhere away from the house. It looked almost as if it was sleeping peacefully, undisturbed even when the stick poked sharply at its back. Without giving it much thought, I brushed it off my mind and walked on inside.

      Sua wasn't home yet so I fixed myself some dinner and ate alone. There were too many clashing thoughts in my mind that confused me. Why didn't he even call me if he had the time to meet her? It's not... It's not fair. Why couldn't he have directly told me before he left, "I love you, I want to go out with you." Or just plain, "You are my girl friend and I am your boyfriend"?  

Why did he have to leave me wondering with his mysterious kiss?? It felt as if it was clear as rain or blurry as the fog that came after it. I just didn't know. 

       After showering, Sua had already been home from her job. I was writing up some papers in my room when I heard a loud, "REMI!!!!" from the living room.

      I sighed and put my pencil down to walk patiently out of my room.

"What is it?" I asked as I rolled my eyes.

      "G-Dragon and Miko Kazuhara picture surface online!" She shrieked with a horrible look on her face.

      I wasn't even scared now, "Wasn't that the same thing as yesterday?"

      "No!! It's new pictures! They're walking togething in an alley and this one was taken like two weeks ago!"

      In an...alley? I leaned in to see the picture with a bit of curiosity in my eyes. 

      The picture was dark as I thought it would be. I could make out the back view of two figures walking closely side by side each other. The eery light seemed too familiar in the picture...and the alley and...the girl??

      Wait a second! The girl! She wore a bluish sweater and her hair hung loose in long curls...just like mine. Jiyong had the same golden hair with a sharp looking black blazer, just like the one he wore that night in the recording studio. Next to him was a trotting little dog...Jolie. This was the night I had helped them translate one of the songs into English! This was the night he had walked me home!!

      I ran my fingers through my hair and covered my mouth as I realized the reality that floated above all the thoughts in my mind. 

      That girl is me.

Not the other picture from Yesterday, but this picture, I was sure that it was me.

I rubbed my temples and sighed deeply. Why was I going through this weird psychological phase of happiness and sadness?

      I reached in my pocket to take out my phone. My fingers brushed over to the contacts and grazed over his name. They would be coming back to Korea in two days... It's already been almost two weeks, or at least to me, It finally has been almost two weeks. The next two days were going to be terrible. 

      My eyes wandered up and around the bathroom. Sua is definitely not the one to talk to. I sighed once more and my thumb lightly touched his name on the screen. Don't call him Remi... Don't. 

     But my finger decided to have a mind on it's own and pressed "call"

Ring...ring...ring...ring... The ringing went on forever until I heard the small click of the phone line connecting. My eyes drew straight up and my grasp tightened on the phone. 

      I felt a pair of strangling hands at my throat when I head a clear, soft, feminine voice as she spoke into my ear in a slightly accented Korean. My hand immediately clasped my mouth from screaming.

 "Yeobohsayo*?"

 

 

 

 

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*Yeobohsayo- how you answer or greet on a phone. Equivalent to the Japanese "Moshi Moshi". Pronounciation= Yuh-Boh-Sae-Yo.