"It's over."

A mug of coffee slipped from Chaerin's hand shattering on the floor of her kitchen, splattering some stains over her legs.

She curse softly, grabbing amount of tissue and began cleaning the mess. She sighed for the.... she loss count that morning, wishing how bad she never got up from bed and open the door. She had been feeling like this since that incident, and if this continue, she might need to start buying paper cup to drink from. It would be much cheaper, seeing that this was the ten mug that met its ‘end’ over the last two weeks.

Two weeks of hell.

Two weeks since Seungri broke up with her.

No, Seungri can't broke up with her because they were never were in a relationship, were they?

Were they? Chaerin ask herself. She stop from wiping the coffee stain off the floor, her eyes wonder far, far away.  Seungri had asked her a question: What make up a relationship?

Chaerin was met with utter silence.

She take a seat on her chair, her mind going back to that morning. She had seen the accusation in those eyes, but it was more than that, it was pain that come out from the handsome face. Seungri, that speak to her that morning was nothing like a robot, a complete different from  the energetic young man that had charm her heart so many times during the weeks they had spent together.

A faint smile appeared on her lips as she thought of the times when she do silly things with Seungri. They play prank calls to the neighbours, spying at the people across the building and talk rubbish. Although she thinks it was too childish at the time, but thinking back now, it’s not. Maybe this is the real Seungri or Lee SeungHyun. 

But what haunted her was the look Seungri gave her. After realise that TOP had sleep with her, Seungri seemed to have disappeared, completely.

She was about to screaming at herself. The guilt buried under her is threatened to explode.

~~errr...sorry.shortchapter.again.