A night full of alcohol and cries and heartbreaks. Such night was short and it was next day with the birds chirping, butterfiles flying n the windowsill. The deokbokki store was crowded as usual with customers streaming in for breakfast.

Jinhwan took a sip of his water while he stood at the counter, waiting for the customers to place and order. He checked the time, remembering about last night and softened.

* Is she okay.. * He thought in concern.

Not wanting to face Bobby, she left before Bobby woke up. She wasn’t feeling very happy about it. Her eyes were all puffy from the crying and her stomach was feeling uncomfortable from all the drinking last night. She muttered a curse under her breathe while the bell rang.

Before she could move from her spot, Junhwe came, handing over the vanilla milk to her, hoping it would make her feel better. She sighed and took it, without saying anything.

“ gwenchana? look at you. All puffy like a pig… eww “ Junhwe teased with a smile, trying his best.

Usually she would throw a curse at him or hit him or something but she didn’t this time which made Junhwe worry. He softened and whipped out the cigarette box from his pocket, taking one out from the box and lit it up before giving it to her.

“ here.. take it puff.. your favorite malboro cherry flavor.. “ Junhwe stated, really trying his best to make her respond or something.

“ Thanks.. for trying to make me feel better “ Hanbyul stated softly, taking a puff of her cigarette and Junhwe softened with a smile.

Junhwe looked at her and softened again. She lost weight again, looking like she has suffered big time. He leaned in and curled a strand of hair behind her ear, lightly fixing her bangs too. * Pretty as always * He thought with a smile. He gave her a pat on her head before liting up a cigarette for himself.

He checked the time. An hour has passed for the first lesson that day and he knew that Hanbyul didn’t had the mood to attend any lectures or classes that day. He didn’t mind. He just wanted to stay with her.

“ lets go.. “ Junhwe stated, holding her wrist, leaving the spot.

“ where’re we going? “ She asked, following him.

Bobby woke up, stretching his arms high up and let out a yawn. He turned to his side and realized Hanbyul wasn’t there anymore. Guilt rushed through him. He checked the time and sighed. “ She mustve gone to school.. “ He mumbled. He looked at his homescreen and softened at the picture of him and Hanbyul. He missed her, missing everything of her.

He pressed #1 and automatically, it dialed her number, calling her.

Junhwe brought her to the backyard of YG University and found a spot on the bench. Hanbyul raised her eyebrows and was kinda satisfied with it. Her phone rang and she checked with the caller was.

Slightly muttering a curse and rolling her eyes, she rejected the call and Junhwe sighed, shaking his head. He didn’t want her to suffer.

“ Isnt that Bobby hyung? Why aren’t you answering his call? Pabo.. “ Junhwe stated with a shrug.

“ Don’t feel like it… “ She slightly hissed.

The ringing stopped and his call was being rejected, he let out a sigh. “ urghhhh.. “ Bobby slightly let out a cry and dissatisfaction. * Byul ah.. * He thought with a sigh again and his heart ached.

The sunny breeze, the fresh air. They were seated at the bench at the backyard of YG University. She took a sip of her milk that Junhwe had bought her.

“ After so much happened last year and you’re back with Bobby after so much hardship, why now? What are you doing now? “ Junhwe asked, feeling annoyed but worried at her.

* Right.. what Junhwe said was right. What am I doing… * She thought.

“ But.. he thinks lightly of our relationship.. that’s what I felt. “ Hanbyul finally said something.

Junhwe softened with a sigh. He doesn’t know what’s going on and he didn’t want her to suffer.

“ what happened? Tell me so I can maybe help ya know “ Junhwe stated, taking a puff of the cherry cigarette.

Hanbyul went quiet. She didn’t want to say anything. She didn’t want anybody to know what happened. She was scared and worried, so worried and scared she would die. That feeling was killing her, slowly but s