17.06.2012

Bora’s POV

                Another day has started, and here I was sitting alone on a bench in an empty park. As if there was not any wrong between Junho oppa and I , we started talking to each other again. And that was what makes me happy. I thought that maybe Junho oppa and I weren’t meant to be together but we of course could stay together as a friend.  Maybe this was the best for us, back to the way it was before Junho oppa and I dating. But honestly I couldn’t lie, there is always an awkwardness that I never felt before. I couldn’t do anything but get used to it. Without I realized my mind started to wondering to the time when Junho oppa talked to me a few days ago.

          I was in practice room alone, danced to the music like there is no tomorrow. I was still upset about the fact that Junho oppa and I aren’t together anymore. Which I thought that he is so happy with it. I tried to be happy for him and accepted his decision, but it’s not easy. Dance was like the only way for me to forget about it. I could live in my own world when I’m dancing, forget every problem I have and be happy for awhile. But then when I stopped everything still the same, bad.

I kept on dancing until I could feel someone staring at me. I looked at the mirror in front of me and I saw Junho’s reflection in it. He leaned to the door frame, he looked at me and smiled. I stared at him, he still the same Junho I know. Still looks good with everything on him. But I felt like I don’t know him at all. Oh how easy it is for him to smile like that, I thought. I came back to my soul and gathered my things, and make sure there isn’t anything left behind. I turned to look at him and he stood still and said, “You dance like you are angry. Do you know that?”. “Oh really? I just found out about that”, I answered and started walking towards him. His gaze followed every movement I’ve made. “Ehm.. you can use the room anyway. I have done my practice for today”, I said again and about to left the room when he took my right hand and said, “I’m sorry”.           I stopped and turned all of my attention to him. What did he feel sorry for? I mean, I knew that we broke up. Because he wanted it. But it was not like he need to feel sorry to me. He hadn’t do any wrong to me as I know every couple will have an end sooner or later. Well I didn’t expect my relationship with him would end very soon. I looked at him in the eyes and let him hold my hand, it felt good to be hold like this by him again. “I am sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you, but yeah I did it. I am sorry for that. I just thought that it will be the best for you and me”, he said. Yes, you did hurt me but I couldn’t hate