An experiment: Click on "[ADD DRAMA]" if you want the full Kdrama experience. A tip: don't directly click the links and open via new tab so the fic wouldn't be disrupted. You don't have to listen to the entire songs btw. I don't know how it'll work out for phone viewers without facing complications ^^; Sorry. Also, lowered volumes are strongly suggested. You can decide whether you want to only listen to certain songs, all of them, or not listen to any of them at all. If you feel like the music is getting a little out of hand, feel free to cut the party short.

TWO YEARS AGO

"Dara... Jaejoong is..." 

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She heaved a deep breath before taking a long sip of her 6th bottle of soju, the mender of stress, disappointments in life, and suppressed hatred towards everyone. Dara took another drag of her drink while her eyes trained on the establishment just across from the bar where she was at. 

"Jaejoong is cheating on you, Dara..."

She didn't want to cry but her weak heart just hurt too damn much. They were together for five years. Five ing years. She could barely tolerate people for an hour but she's been with him for five whole years. Dara always thought that they were on the road to marriage with his sudden overly affectionate attitude towards her. To think that she was considering on spending her whole life with him. Another tear fell and she roughly wiped it off.

Her whole body stiffened and she felt in need of air. "I don't believe you." she breathed. 

Dara was talking to a classmate and though they weren't the closest, they were comfortably familiar with each other. Minzy wanted to come and hug her better. The woman was still in denial and she felt worse now than when she started. 

"I know it's hard—"

"No..." came in her shaky reply. "You're lying. Don't do this, Minzy... Jae wouldn't do that to me." Her eyes were starting to prickle with tears but she held herself firm. 

"I saw them kissing and going together in a motel across from where I work at, Dara." Minzy bit her lip and said, almost pleading for her to understand. "Jaejoong is a cheating bastard!" she raged. 

Dara produced an incredulous breath as the weight of her words finally sunk in. "Why are you telling me this?" she muttered.

"You deserve better, Dara. You're a nice girl and it just breaks my heart seeing a some dickhead take advantage of you. I know what it's like..." she heaved a shaky sigh. "I see you with him, Dara... and seeing him with another girl?" she chuckled bitterly. "Jaejoong doesn't deserve the kind of love you're giving him—"

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fell open as she stared at her phone with bitter resentment. The selfish bastard didn't even pick up his phone. Annoyed, she took another gulp from the bitter alcohol and downed at as if it was water. The soju stung but it didn't hurt her as much as his soon-to-be ex-boyfriend did to her trust. 

"Give me another one." she ordered the bartender. 

The man inspected her carefully before shaking his head. "No, you had too much. I'm cutting you off." 

The people around her gasped in shock when they saw the girl get up from the bar to grab the bartender by the collars of his shirt. The sudden act made him drop the glass he was cleaning which made the whole bar place their attention towards the commotion. Dara wiped with her sleeve and glared at the guy who looked at her with horror. There were already a few people who stood up to get Dara off of him but until then, she gave him a piece of his mind. 

"Look, you little ing . My boyfriend just cheated on me behind my back and put his STD-laden on some random 's infested ." she seethed, tears streaming down her cheeks as she hiccuped. "I'm making your little hole grow by buying your overrated pissy drinks. I swear to god, if you don't give me anymore, I'll—"

She suddenly felt herself getting hoisted up by the waist and she instantly thrashed against the group of people who were trying to hold her back. Sweat and tears began to mix. Everything felt hazy, like she wasn't conscious but her surroundings were still clear. She threw her head back frantically, struggling to escape the men that were dragging her to the door. 

People looked at her with a mix of fear, revulsion, and pity. The sight made her cry even more as it further told her how much the hateful affected her so much. He made her change. She turned into a woman that she would never expect to be in her years of existence. 

" YOU!" She spat, still thrashing. " ALL OF YOU!!!"

"Aisht, how troublesome." One of the men who helped her out sneered. 

Even though it was meant to be a whisper, her ears somehow caught what the man said. 

"Maybe you deserved this." 

Enraged, she launched at him and began pulling his hair irately. The man tried to push her off, screaming, but Dara was too furious to show mercy. 

"Get off of me, you crazy !" he hissed. Dara didn't stop and continued hitting and making a living hell out of the insolent man. 

Eventually, the others in the scene brought them apart with the man giving her a hard push, sending her to the ground. Dara grunted in pain, suddenly too weak and deflated to even sit up from the dirty pavement. Her shoulders shook vehemently as she proceeded to cry. Something wet suddenly landed on her arm and judging from the scolding that she could vaguely hear some voices say, she realized that she'd just been spat on. 

How can people be so cruel? She couldn't help but ask herself. Was everything that was happening even real? She had just been living a normal life but then the reality of it all hit her. 

Kim Jaejoong, her high-school sweetheart and her boyfriend for five years betrayed her...

The people in the bar not even helping her with her problem let alone ask if she wanted someone to talk to...

Getting spat on as if she was a piece of inhuman trash and being left lying down on the pavement... 

Dara never expected to feel broken like this. 

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"Did you plan this, Youngbae?" 

The man named Youngbae made a disgruntled noise while he shook his head. "Seungri did." he glowered. 

Jiyong laughed at that and gave him a resounding pat on the back, earning him a deathly glare. "Isn't this much better than board games?" he snickered. Youngbae kicked him in the shin and struggled out of his other friends' grasps as they dragged him inside of the... 'dancing' club. 

He looked at the sign with restrained displeasure and awkwardness until Seungri called him inside like an excited little boy going into a toy shop. With a resigned sigh, he stepped inside and was instantly greeted by humid air as well as the strong smell of alcohol and perfume. One look at the place and he knew he wouldn't like it. Jiyong gave Seungri a flat look who in turn gave him a -eating grin. 

"Isn't this place much better?" he swore the guy almost squealed. 

Was this place much better? Jiyong pondered to himself. Just a couple of minutes ago, they were at Youngbae's house celebrating his last week of not being tied down. Dong Youngbae, the man that was currently looking at everything in the place in disgust, was on the road to becoming a married man. Who would've thought that Mr. Scared-Of-Cooties was to be wed first in their group of friends? It was truly a miracle that he even managed to get a girl let alone stand next to one. 

Youngbae had told the boys that he wanted to have a simple get together since he didn't really want to make a big deal out of it. So from the start of the morning to late early evening, they were in his house doing rather mundane things like playing some video games, ordering the unhealthiest take-out food, making ever-lasting friendship bracelets and memories, you know the drill. And the last event, the one that made Seungri—the extravagant socialite and one-man party Seungri—lose his and question why he was even friends with the drab groom was...

"How could you not like Board Game Bonanza?" Youngbae muttered incredulously. 

"Do you hear yourself?" Seungri's face mirrored repulsion. "Board game Bonanza? What are you, in Kindergarten?" 

Joohyuk snorted. "Seungri's just sensitive because you got him bankrupt on Monopoly." 

"It's not my fault if he bought everything he lands on." Youngbae said defensively. "It's no wonder your mommy and daddy keep cutting your credit cards—" 

"What's that? You want a , Youngbae? Then a you shall get!" Seungri announced. Youngbae's face immediately paled. 

"Hyorin's gonna kill you." Jisoo cackled, looking at Youngbae's horrified look. 

As Youngbae began his tirade of not wanting a , not wanting to see girls, and wanting to go home and pray, they were escorted to a booth that was placed nearest to the infamous stage that made Seungri shake with excitement.

His friends shared a knowing look before turning amusedly to Seungri. They know he always keeps a modest life, meaning that he's only ever jiggy with it with the girls he gets into a serious relationship with. It was surprising to them seeing how much of a blatant ert he was. Lee Seungri was all for watching live in a room full of strangers but you'll never see him with a different girl every night. The man was astoundingly ironic. 

"Look at Joohyuk and Jisoo! They're gay but they still enjoy it." Seungri shot back at the whining groom. 

"Yah, don't get us into this." Joohyuk warned jokingly, his arm resting around his boyfriend's shoulder. Jisoo sneered at Seungri before laughing and high-fiving with Joohyuk with a quick kiss. The two literally took bros before hoes to a whole new level. 

Jiyong watched them with a slight smile on his face and lightly punched Jisoo's arm to get his attention. "Who would've thought that you two were a thing?" he sighed, shaking his head. "I knew those lingering looks from high school meant something." 

"Oh god, don't remind me. That's some gross , dude." Seungri shuddered. 

The couple suddenly stood up, their height made them tower everyone, especially Seungri who proceeded to scowl at them. "You have something against us, Lee?" Joohyuk nodded towards him

He snorted. "I wouldn't have if I didn't you see you two in graduation that day. Jesus, I still have nightmares about it. I mean, even if you were straight and you were doing girls, that would still hold the same amount of trauma." Seungri shuddered at the memory for the second time. 

Jisoo casted a look towards his partner before frowning guiltily. "It's not my fault if he was bending over—"

"OKAY, OKAY!!! THIS IS OFFICIALLY TWICE AS WORSE NOW. OH MY ING GOD, I JUST WANNA GET THE OUT OF HERE PLEASE!!!" Youngbae practically begged but alas, the music started playing. He widened his eyes when he saw a heeled foot slip out from behind the curtains and he dashed towards the exit only to find it heavily guarded with intimidating men. He took a step back and found another means of escape, the bathroom. 

Jiyong followed him with his eyes before he felt someone nudge him. "How long do you think he'll stay there?" Joohyuk asked, amused. 

He smiled but that quickly changed into a cringe when he took notice of the 'y school teacher' that stepped out from the curtains. Jiyong looked around and saw the men ogling and hollering at her like a pack of dogs. She was beautiful and curvy in all the right places but the whole circumstance just made him more uncomfortable than it should have. 

Jiyong stood up and quickly told that he was going for Youngbae while the rest of them just waved him off dismissively. Even the model-looking couple couldn't help but watch the woman go. He shook his head and walked languidly towards the washroom where Youngbae was. 

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Her fingers traced over the intricate designs of the walls, her eyes bloodshot and blank. She didn't know how she was able to get in with how of a mess she looked but she did it anyway. She already stopped crying. Dara knew that she was on the brink of it every time she took a step closer but she willed herself to be strong. She didn't want to give them the satisfaction of seeing her as a weak little thing that got her heart broken by someone so insufferable. 

She was passed that. 

That's what she was hoping for, at least. 

As soon as Minzy told her what she knew, the girl had been investigating relentlessly, desperate to prove that her classmate was lying. Dara was so blinded with despair that she couldn't focus on school and ultimately took a week's off without permission because of it. Day and night, she would snoop into his house to find something. She was lucky to have him still trust her with his spare key with him going on her back like that. 

And finally she found it. A business card tucked below his side of the mattress. The had a ing business card, she thought ruefully. How pleasantly convenient. Her hope completely crashed right then. Kim Jaejoong was once his world. She did everything for him without even taking a second thought for what she even liked. He was her everything. 

In the end, she was nothing to him. She was just someone who he expected to always be there and catch him whenever he wanted. 

But who was catching her now? 

Did he even love her the same way as she loved him? 

Dara stood unblinkingly at the velvet door with a familiar tie wrapped around the door handle. Her dull eyes darted towards the silk fabric and she grazed her fingertips on it before her hand landed back to her sides. Her shaky hand went for the knob.

And with one swift move, she opened it. 

A new batch of tears stung her eyes as she stepped in, her trembling fists balled tightly beside her. She opened to say something but was at a complete loss for words. She was frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to be tortured by watching this scene in front of her. 

"Jae..." she croaked. 

He didn't hear her because he was too busy making louder sounds with the girl who straddled on top of him. He was really doing this. Another tears escaped from her.

"Jaejoong." 

"Ugghh, yeah baby." the girl bit his lip. "Harder!" she ordered. 

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Dara chucked her purse straight at the woman's face and strode towards the velvet couch. The girl screamed in fright when Dara ripped her off of him and slapped her face—not once, not twice, not thrice...

"!" Dara hissed, shaking the pain away from her hand. 

She slapped the out of her five times—five times for the five years that Dara wasted on him.

The girl was crying on the floor, bowing her head shamelessly. Dara was about to pounce on her for the second time when she felt her arms getting restrained by the deplorable man himself. She glared at him, ripping himself off of her before slapping him in the face, only harder and stronger. Jaejoong's head tilted to the side because of the impact but didn't look like he was going to retaliate. He only balled his fists making Dara laugh cynically. 

Seeing that he was 'shockingly' as well, she took a chance to hit the place where the man uses his head. Jaejoong instantly dropped to the ground, writhing and cursing in pain. The girl he was with decided to make a run for it but Dara quickly grabbed her hair and pulled her towards her. The woman screamed and called for help but Dara covered and tightened her grip on the her hair. Tears began to spill on her face but Dara merely watched with disinterest. 

"L-Let go off me!" the girl sobbed, scratching Dara to make her remove herself. 

Dara was too numb to even react to the woman's petty attempts. She turned them around so that she could see Jaejoong. Her foot planted deeply on his bare leg, and he screamed in pain again. 

Dara couldn't even find it in her heart to show any form of sympathy. 

"Really, Jaejoong?" came her hoarse voice. "I would've honestly let you off if it was a different kind of woman but a ? A literal ing ? Are you ting me?!" she cried. "Am I a joke to you, bastard?" she said incredulously. 

"D-Dara—" 

"How long?" she interrupted. When he didn't answer, she shook the girl by the hair and hissed at her. "How long have you two been ing?" 

The woman had the audacity to be condescending. "Does it even matter? He doesn't love you. Get over it and grow up." 

Dara laughed, like a full belly laugh. The girl tried to escape for the second time and Dara finally let go to amuse her. Just as she was about to head to the door, Dara caught her by the hair again and practically sent her to the ground. 

", did you think..." Dara squatted down to her level, smiling but her eyes were still streaming with tears. "Do you ing think that I'm still in love with that rat bastard?" she shook her head unbelievingly, her crying now getting more prominent and it made her whole body shake.

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"Y-You are such an idiot..." Dara hiccuped, falling to the ground and looking blankly at the ground. "D-Did he tell you that he loved you?" 

"He—"

"Dara." Jaejoong interrupted, grabbing her arms and looking at her with guilt and desperation. The man already had his pants on and Dara had to laugh bitterly at that. "Listen to me please." 

She just stared at him, her eyes lifeless. 

"I wasn't thinking—"

"You never think." Dara mumbled, "Don't touch me." she added weakly.

"Dara—"

"Get the out of here before I lose my mind." she sobbed quietly. "In the five years we were together, I did nothing but love you..." 

"I guess I'm just a fool for trusting you with everything that I had." she sniffed. "I never asked anything from you, Jae, but please..." she closed her eyes, tears spilling relentlessly. "Please, just get out of my life and m-make sure I never see you again..." 

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