Maybe they're not together in this lifetime or even the next but Dara knows that as long as Lee Chaerin exists somewhere in the universe then she can breathe easily.

  Helped me realize why the world burns the way it does, with the chromaticity and beauty of misery.  

         "PR Dara will check fan responses to Crush now! Gather 'round!" Dara gestured wildly from her comfortable position on the practice room bench, her phone clutched in her hand like it always was. Bom, Minji, and Chaerin all eagerly crowded around her, peering at the small screen.        "Oooooh, very good, eh?" Bom murmured abse

  Sandara Park.   Lee Chaerin.   Two co-workers.

         She blinks calmly, watching puffs of heat escape into the winter air. Her fingers tingle from the cold but she likes it. Her cunning eyes shine with hollowness and fierce hatred. Hatred toward her life, hatred toward her job, and hatred toward her world.        She hears a gunshot and a crackle of static in her well-

         I used to dream of being on the battlefield. My heart would flutter at the thought of fighting for my country. My eyes would sparkle at the idea of military training and drills finally put to use.        But I never thought it would happen so soon. I lost my grip on life before I was ready to let go. I was forced to throw away

  The pink haired girl was seated outside of a cafe with a cup of coffee in hand.   Even though it was winter, a season where everyone woud prefer staying inside to keep warm, the girl liked it outside.

Dara "Did you find someone else up there?" Chaerin "No my precious. You can't be replace even for a thousands years. I still love you. I still love you stupid!"