He laughed, shaking his head. "that's not what I meant..." he sighed. "just go in." With that, he opened his bedroom door and I just walked in.

I stopped after a few steps. bewildered.

Pictures.

Pictures of him. Everywhere.

"WHOA!" I laughed. "Seriously?"

It was like an exhibition.

I walked slowly to the dresser near to the door. And suddenly my teasing mood ended. My eyes landed on the old pictures we took...and pictures of me.

Slowly, I looked around the room again, taking it all in. I was on the walls too. Pictures of us and me. And they weren't just the old ones, but new ones. Recent ones. I'm not sure to be flattered or terrified.

I turned to face him. He was still by the door, arms crossed tightly over his chest, looking at me nervously.

"This is me at my part time job, Seung Hyun...and this is me at my university!" I pointed at the pictures. "Seung Hyun! What the hell is going on?" my voice rising with each word.

I saw him gulped, closing his eyes.

"How long have you been watching me?" I asked him, trying to calm myself down, clenching and unclneching my fists. I was shaking.

"A few months ago..." he answered, his eyes still closed. "omma, saw you at the book store working. she told me about it..." He opened his eyes, determination in his eyes, "once I heard, I had to look for you. But I was afraid to speak to you...You disappeared on me, Chin Sun..." his voice filled with hurt and guilt. "Even if we broke up, why did you have to disappeared from me?"

"I told you, my phone was stolen."

"Even before that...you didn't reply my texts. I knew you read them, Sunnie. And you rejected my calls."

I pressed my lips together to a straight line and didn't say anything. I knew he did try to contact me and I did ignored him. I thought it was unwise to talk to him when I was so emotionally unstable then.

He stepped closer to me. I stood my ground, my heart beating faster with every step he took. He reached me, his eyes searching mine. His hands moved to hold mine. "I..I-I couldn't get over you, Sunnie." his voice broke as he said it. I searched his eyes, they were mixture of everything. Nervousness, determination, uncertainty, worry...longing.

"But you've already had other people after we broke up," I said.I felt a sting in my chest as I said it.

He let out a pained laugh, "You have no idea. I was so guilty for not able to give them my a