“Park Chanyeol—”

“It’s too stressful being with you Soo Ae.”

Cold eyes, piercing back into mine. I don’t—I can’t understand a word he said. We were just fine. I took a step closer. Chanyeol looked away but he held my shoulder firmly.

“What did I do wrong?”

Chanyeol sighed, “It’s me.” He reasoned out, taking a step back. His hands slipped down my sides. He seemed serious. He was serious about it. I could only stare blankly at his face.

“Soo Ae,” He called my name. Is this how heartbreak feels like? I couldn’t cry—it was like when you got so mad that no words come out. He smiled weakly and I realized that there was no longer affection in his eyes. He didn’t even look guilty at all. Maybe it was my heart clouding my thoughts but I was—I got upset. I got upset that he was thinking of leaving me.

“Chanyeol—”

“Feelings can grow, but they can go away too.” Ouch. He didn’t even look sorry. “And my feelings for you, it’s not like what it used to be. I—I don’t know but I just don’t want to lie to you anymore. I can’t feel it anymore, when I look at you. I’m sorry but I hope you understand.”

“How do you actually expect me to understand?” He just told me he didn’t love me anymore. I clutched my skirt so hard that my knuckles went numb. I couldn’t feel anything. “So,” A deep breath, “Are you breaking up with me?”

“If that’s what you want—”

“That’s not what I want.” I argued. I want us to talk things over. I want us to fight for this relationship. I want you to not leave me. You have to stay. I can’t without you. I really can’t without you.

Chanyeol remained silent for a few seconds. He looked at me and let out a loud sigh. And then he smiled. At that moment, I felt like punching him in the face. How could he look at me like that? “Then we don’t have to.”

“Do I even mean anything to you?” That wasn’t a question for him. Even if it was, Chanyeol decided not to answer it. I took a stumble backwards. “If you want to break up with me, then you should—”

“Yeah, maybe we should.”

“But Chanyeol—”

“I’m sorry.”