"Jong Dae," she said softly as the two of them sat on the bench in the park outside his house, just like they agreed over the phone. Her slightly puffy eyes looked down at the snow covered ground as she sighed heavily, her hot breath quickly condensing with the cold air to form a small cloud of mist.

  "Hmm?" He reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ears but she grasped his hand with a light grip to stop him. He looked at his hand and then at her with a puzzled look. He slightly raised his eyebrows in her direction, lips forming a noticable frown.

  "What is it, jagiya?" He asked in a caring tone when she didn't answer him. The exact time those words left his lips, a single tear trailed down her rosy cheeks. He tried to wipe it away but she quickly turned her head to the opposite direction so that she could let the tear drop without him watching.

  "Jong Dae," she said his name with so much grief and sorrow that he couldn't help but to tear up a little as well.

  "I-I-I,' she stuttered but her lips failed to form any other words as she broke down in tears, her hands flew to cover her lips, attempting to silent her sobs.

  Seeing her like this, so weak and vulnerable, Jong Dae wrapped his right arm around her waist and pulled her closer, thinking that he could somehow protect her and make her feel better. He became even more confused when she tried to shrug his hand off.

  "Jagi?" He said carefully, his hand still hovering above her waist, unsure whether to place it there or to leave it as it is, as he tried to catch her eye but to no avail. This whole situation didn't make any sense to him at all and the usually patient boy started to get a tiny bit annoyed. "Chang Ji Sung." Their first names were never used by each other unless either one of them was dead serious or had something really important to tell the other. In this case, he was definitely dead serious. "Tell me what happened."

  Ji Sung backed away even more. The two of them were sitting on opposite sides of the bench with only a metre in between but to her it seemed like they were worlds apart. A part of her wanted to just cry her eyes out in his warm embrace, listening to his silky voice as he whispers sweet nothings into her ear, but another small part of her knew that she couldn't. She just couldn't. To comfort herself, Ji Sung pulled her scarf up higher to cover her chin and wrapped her arms around herself to provide herself some warmth in this freezing weather.

  "I can't..." She stopped and hiccuped.

  "No, Ji Sung, don't say you can't."

  "No. Jong Dae, I really can't-" She stopped to hiccup again.

  "Why not?!" He was clearly annoyed with her words. Didn't she trust him?

  "I can't and... And I don't... I don't want to explain it to you b-because you wouldn't understand." Ji Sung continued to look down as her legs started to draw patterns in the snow, eventually digging a hole as big and deep as the one in her heart.

  "Then tell me! Tell me, please! Make me understand." His voice softened at the last sentence, almost begging her to tell him what was making her feel this way. "I need to know and it's killing me to see you like this, jagi. Please, just tell me. Even if I might not understand at first, I will try my best." Jong Dae stated before taking a deep breath to calm himself down and lessen the tears that he was shedding. 

  "Sometimes it's better to not know." She whispered ever so softly that only she could hear it. 

  "Tell me, Sunggie." She froze for a second when she heard Jong Dae call her by her nickname. It was his nickname for her ever since he met her. That nickname brought back so many good memories that she made with him, memories that Ji Sung will have to banish from her mind after tonight. 'Jong Dae, I'm sorry I have to hide this from you.' she thought to herself, her heart still having second thoughts on whether or not to tell him the whole truth, whereas her mind had already been made up.

  With a hurtful expression, she looked into his eyes for the first time that night. His eyes reflected the moonlight while his tears glistened under the dim street lights. Ji Sung looked into the eyes that belong to her first and last love, the eyes that she loved so, so much. The eyes that would become half-crescent moons when he smiled his adorable eyesmile that was only for her to see. These eyes didn't only reflect the moonlight, but also its owner's worries. She couldn't help but to stare at them for a few more seconds, because after tonight they wouldn't even have seconds together.

  "Jonggie," Ji Sung whispered while looking deeply into his eyes. His heart clenched when he heard her shaky voice say his nickname, just like her heart did a few moments ago. "We have to end this." She finally told him and started to hiccup and cry at the same time.

  Immediatly after saying those words, Ji Sung wanted to take all five of them back. She wished that all of this never happened, that she never got that phone call. Most of all, she wished that she wasn't sitting beside Jong Dae, telling him the reason why she was crying when it was snowing, the pair's favourite weather to meet up at the coffee shop near Ji Sung's house to share their daily stories over a cup of hot chocolate. Sadly, this was far from the happy date that Jong Dae had in mind when he first recieved her text. Not surprisingly, they both knew what this was. It had always been like this between them, a mutual connection. "W-what?" Jong Dae thought that he misheard her, or at least he hoped he did. "What did you say, jagi?" Tears continued to fill his eyes, replacing the tears that rolled off his cheeks with fresh, hot ones. Some of his tears mixed with the snow that melted as soon as it fell on his cheeks and rolled off in the same stream of sadness.

  "W-we c-can't be-be together." Ji Sung sobbed even harder when she said the last word of that sentence. Together, that was what both she and Jong Dae ever wanted, to be together. But they couldn't and life was incredibly unfair like this. She couldn't have picked a worse day to tell Jong Dae this, because ever since he saw Ji Sung cry earlier this evening, he started to lose his liking for winter, the cold season which brought misery to people all around the world. Why the heck did he like winter in the first place?

  "Wae?! Did these few years mean anything to you at all, Ji Sung? All the times when we were kissing and hugging an-and-and making love and being together, did you just throw them away?" He asked in the softest voice he could master but it didn't stop his painful words from piercing through her fractured heart. He slouched a bit and rested his hands on his knees. "Don't you love me anymore?" Jong Dae said, softer than before, because he feared that she had lost all of her feelings for him, and yet he still couldn't remember what he did wrong that left her in this state. He was hurt that Ji Sung couldn't share her feelings with him, her boyfriend, when she was always there for him when he was too stressed out or had problems of his own. Ji Sung felt like the coldness of the wind just blew into the hole in her heart. She silently wished that the snow would just stop being too pretty to admire, but so deadly at the same time. She thought of all of the people who didn't have a roof above their heads, and how they would be struggling in this freezing cold weather. Wasn't Christmas supposed to be a jolly season, one when everyone would celebrate all night long, instead of being stuck under the chilly winds?

  Ji Sung quickly snapped out of her little debate with herself in her head to answer Jong Dae's question. "I do, but I c-can't be with y-you. We were not meant to be together, Jong Dae."

  "That's not the real reason, Ji Sung." He said, trying to sound serious and confident instead of the crying wreck he was now, his eyes scanning her face with a stern yet caring expression for any hints that might give her away. Jong Dae was always the only one who could see through all of her lies. He knew Ji Sung better than she knew herself, and it was the other way around for her. A strong wind blew when Jong Dae finally thought that he figured out the reason why she was crying like this. He feared that it was true, but Jong Dae asked her anyway and prepared for the worst. "That's not the real reason, please don't lie to me, jagi. If you cheated on me-"

  Ji Sung gasped loudly, interrupting his sentence. "No! No, I didn't, Jonggie! Even when we're not together anymore, I will never, ever, love anyone other than you." She said those words with all the strength she had left because she truly meant every single word. She would've preferred to be lonely than to be with someone she doesn't love with all her heart, because that person is Jong Dae.

  "Then what is it? It can't be that bad, can it?" He asked while frantically wiping his eyes with the back of his hands then quickly hiding his hands deep in his pockets, embarrased that he was crying so much. Jong Dae was never one to cry this much, but the situation was different this time. 

  "Yes, it is." Ji Sung paused and took a deep breath to clear her mind before she spilled the beans. "Our finals are in a month, Jong Dae."

  'Wait, that was it?' He thought. He knew that their finals were coming up soon and that her studies were very important to Ji Sung but she was crying about it as if it was the end of the world. He knew that there was something else that she was not telling him. He could sense it. "And?" Jong Dae gestured for her to continue.

  Through her hard sobbing and hiccuping, she explained everything that had been on her mind for the past week.

  "My dad called last week to tell me that he-he saw my mid year exam results and-and if I con-continue to get any C's or below h-he will..." Ji Sung paused for a moment, fearing that the information would be too much for Jong Dae, because she even cried herself to sleep for 7 nights in a row after she heard it. Every day of this week, Ji Sung would sit down on her couch when she came home from doing whatever she had to do, wrapped in her favourite comfy blanket to watch happy and romantic dramas, hoping that it would stop her from crying, only to cry again when there was a scene that was too romantic for her heart to handle. Sniffling into her tissues, she would then retreat to her room and cry for two reasons. "He will t-take me... T-t-take me back to stay with h-h-him."

  'No, this can't be true. It can't be true. No no no no.' He thought and pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. The word 'no' kept repeating itself in his head over and over again.

  "No no no no no." Jong Dae mumbled while taking his hands out of his pocket, forming a tent with his hands and placing it on his forehead.

  "And to make it easier for both of us, I-I just thought that we should end this." It hurt you so much to say those words to him, but you knew that ending your relationship with Jong Dae was the only way to prevent your dad from taking you back to stay with him.

  "No." He said firmly. "We will not end this. I don't care, we just won't. After everything we've been through, how can you possibly think of ending our relationship? You're too precious to me and I can't let anyone take you away from me, even if that person is your father. And I'm not the reason why you didn't get good marks, Ji Sung." Jong Dae said and softened his gaze. "Did you tell him that I got low marks too? I'm a straight A student, remember? I beat you in every subject. I'm pretty sure our lecturer was on her period or something." He chuckled softly and that made Ji Sung so relieved that he was sitting beside her. She edged a little bit closer to Jong Dae, and he put his hand around her shoulder. Unknowingly, she smiled slightly too and the tension in the atmosphere lightened.

  "I love you, Ji Sung. You can't expect me to just leave you like that and forget all of the memories we created together. And that's what I want us to be. Together, forever. I don't know how we're going to get through this obstacle but we might as well try. We came this far and I'm not turning back. I can't turn my back on the girl that I love so much. Trust me, I will do anything it takes to prove to your dad that I am the right one for you, because you are definitely, my other half." Ji Sung smiled at his last sentence, her sad tears being replaced with happy and joyful ones because she knew that she wasn't going to be the only one who was willing to fight for their relationship all over again.

  On the other hand, Ji Sung knew that this was a problem without a reasonable solution. The two of them sat there, one of Jong Dae's hands on the back of Ji Sung's head and his other holding her hand as he bent down to give her a slow, salty and loving kiss on her lips. A kiss with so many emotions. A kiss that would remind them that there were indeed good times during their relationship.

  A kiss to remember forever.

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{ A/N }

soooo here's the first chapter! I hope it's not too long or anything lol BUT I'll be posting chapter 2 very soon because I've already written half or it and I wrote this whole chapter a while ago and all I had to do was type it in (sounds easy? WELL ITS NOT lmao no i'm serious tho it's not) I also won't be updating my other fic any time soon cos there's just no feel, ya know? Last thing, if you spot any mistakes pls let me know ( //whispers// comment beloww) cos I'm still getting used to the fact that AFF doesn't have autocorrect or them red squiggly line thingies (in short im still getting used to AFF)

Hope you enjoyed! I know it seems really dramatic and that I kinda made Ji Sung sound like a cry baby BUT....

huehuehue i shall leave it at that! bye readers :)