No, it was more like guts feeling.

Yet again, humans have learn to trust their guts feeling ever since the most basic step of evolutionary stair.

My guts felt like exploding when you said it, right in the eve of the changing years.

I never thought my guts feeling was that accurate. While I’m known as the smart and reasonable maknae. Heads over hearts, reasoning over feeling. Paradox, indeed.

It’s your first anniversary, right, Yoona unnie? At least, the anniversary according to the date when you told the world you was, and still is, with a man.

Because we will never knew when you’ve started going out with Lee Seunggi oppa, behind our back. Behind my back.

Maybe you’ve been dating with him for even longer than we can imagine. I mean, please, he’s the one among your admirers that has been the most bold conveying his feelings in many variety shows, for three years. Or was it four years?

Every girl in the world certainly will waver—even so slightly—when a man constantly woo her for years.   

I choose rather not to know honestly. Oblivion is always a bliss, a sadomasochistical bliss.

This year’s New Year’s eve will be like last year. Cold.

Because the magnificent deer who guides my sun to rise has run to a hunter’s lodge.

The deer I’ve embraced feebly, I’ve let her run, leaving me alone amidst falling snow.

I’ve let her go.