Shinhye's POV

I snuck out of the dorms. Everyone else thought I was sleeping so I made sure that I was extra quiet as I left.

I made my way towards the cinema. It was only a few minutes walk from the dorms.

I saw Yonghwa standing there so I quickened my steps.

"Yonghwa!" I called.

Yonghwa turned to look at me and I saw a pained expression on his face. 

"Shinhye," Yonghwa said looking kind of depressed.

"Yonghwa, what did you want to talk about?" I asked smiling but Yonghwa smile back.

"Yonghwa, I'm sorry if your mad about earlier bu-" Yonghwa cut me off.

"I don't think we should meet anymore. It's not going to be good for either of our careers. This was my dream, I only just got it. I don't think I'm ready to give it up yet." Yonghwa said. 

I hadn't expected this. 

"Yong-" 

"I'm realy sorry, I hope you understand." Yonghwa said looking sadly at me. 

I shook my head. 

No, I didn't understand.

Yonghwa's POV

I couldn't bear to look at Shinhye, she face looked so sad and her expression looked so betrayed. 

"Is it because of Minho?" Shinhye whispered.

I knew that Shinhye would carry on meeting me if I said it was so I shook my head. 

"No, I just want to focus on my career." I replied. 

Shinhye looked as if she was about to cry. 

I turned away from her and started walking away, I didn't dare look back. If I did I was afraid that I might change my mind. 

Shinhye's POV

I blankly watched Yonghwa walking away. 

I thought he loved me. He had chosen his career over me. 

I didn't really notice the lights speeding towards me until I heard the scream. 

My scream. Then I was on the floor and everything went dark.

Yonghwa's POV

I had nearly reached my dorms when I got a bad feeling. 

Shinhye. Would she be okay?

Why are you worrying about her anyway? There's nothing between you guys anymore. I argued with myself.

But I still think I love her...

I sighed I should at least check on her. 

I ran back towards the cinema. Strangely there was a lot more people than earlier.

Most of them were on the road crowding around something. Someone. 

Had there been an accident? I suddenly got a bad feeling about this. 

I pushed past the crowd to the front. Just hoping it wasn't who I thought it was. 

I looked at the figure on the ground. 

No. no no no no no no no no no.

No it couldn't be. 

Not her. 

But it was. 

What had I done?