It was solemly dark outside as I looked at the window lying down. My bed is placed near the window. It's past midnight and I couldn't sleep at all. I glanced at my phone, charged at the side of the window, to see if I got any notification. I laid back in my bed and sighed. I wondered if the girls are already sleeping, should I check on them? Nevermind, I'm sure they are sleeping since we were all tired from practice.

I heard the doorknob turning. Someone is here. "Who's there?" I asked. "It's me." she answered. I still don't know who since it's dark and her voice was so soft. I'm guessing it's Naeun because of the familiar soft-calm voice of hers. But why is she here? 

She climbed onto my bed and laid beside me. "Can I sleep with you tonight?" that is definitely Naeun's voice. "Why Naeun? What's wrong babe?"

She gave a silent shrug.

There was something wrong. Eventhough I couldn't see her face under the dark light, I could sense her sorrow. "Do you want to talk about it?" I asked.

Another silent treatment.

"Ok then. Let's just sleep. Goodnight Naeun-ah."

Still no answer. Eventually, I closed my eyes under the blanket.

A few minutes went, I sensed a movement. She turned around facing me and slipped her hand to hug my waist. I was startled.

"Chorong-ah," she called. "Yes..."

Chorong-ah.... She repeated. And I answered again.

Chorong-ah.... This time, it sounded painful.

Chorong-ah... She hugged me tighter, so close.

Chorong-ah... She sniffed emotionally. My heart sank.

Chorong..  And so my tears came without a warning.

Cho..rong...

I knew it. She's crying. My poor baby. My sweetheart. My everything.

Please don't cry.