Boy you should know that.. that I...     "Come by anytime Amber." Minseok cheerfully said.   "I will oppa! Thank you!" The smell of coffee beans soon faded as I left and waved goodbye.   As I was walking down the streets I noticed a familiar face from a window just across the road. It was Kris' fiancée. She looked happy but as my eyes looked at what she was smiling at, it wasn't a 'what' but a 'who'.   It was an unfamiliar face, I watched as they talk, the man slid his hand on hers, but she suddenly took her hand away, she slowly took off the ring, the ring Kris gave her, she welcomed his hand and both were intertwined.     My prediction was right.     I couldn't watch the scene any longer so I texted Kris to meet up with me.     I was expecting that he'd believe me,     "You're lying." He muttered.     but expecting wasn't the word to be even used.   "You're lying!" He abruptly stood up from his seat, knocking down his mug. "S-She'd never do that.." He was unsure.   I looked straight at him. His eyes filled with hurt, and at the same time confused.   It hurt me seeing him like that. I wish his pain would just disappear.   I restrained myself from embracing him, and kiss him right there and then.   "I'm sorry," I looked away from him. "I must've seen someone else."     Kris and I have been best friends for years and when the time came and I was ready to tell him the truth about my feelings for him, Chance wouldn't let me.   She suddenly came to our lives and ruined it. He stopped looking at my direction. Our friendship was ruined when she came to the picture.   I hate him.   I hate him for not knowing me. I hate waiting!   When I see them together, their arms linked together. It hurt me.   Please let go of her.   You look miserable when you're with her.     What does that woman have that I don't?   Why can't I have you Kris?   Until when are you going to cry like a fool.     It was your birthday, but you didn't look happy on your special day, you frowned.   You said she was busy with a meeting, she couldn't come on your very special day.   Was she really busy with a meeting? Or dating another man?       Kris was at his office, his head buried in his paperwork.   I knocked on the open open door.   "Come in."   He looked up to see a cake in front of him with lit candles, a birthday greeting written on top.   He looked up at me. His eyes was red and puffy, he probably cried when she didn't come. He was always a cry baby.   I showed a bottle of wine with two wine glass. He laughed.   I missed that laugh.   "Thank you." His voice filled with sincerity.     All day we talked about our present lives. It felt like the old days. We were like our old selves. When we were best friends.   Though it was sad watching him talk about how his fiancée. He looked happy talking about them.     "Why aren't