You started going to school again after moving to Tiffany's house. You weren't having the best days of your life but Tiffany looked after you well. At least there was one person who supported you through all of the pain.

You also made a new friend. Sooyoung was funnier than she seemed, she had one bad habit though; eating. Everytime you saw her, she would have different kinds of snacks.  And lots of them. Like now, she was eating a banana pudding.

"You seem kinda off these days. Something happened?"

"Just in a bad mood." You tried to steal a spoon of the pudding before she slapped your hand away.

"Get your own, impudent." You laughed it off and sighed. Suddenly, you felt a touch on your shoulder and looked back. It was Juhwan.

"Hey Jieun. I'm so sorry for my unrestrained behaviours." He bowed and stayed like that. You were too shocked to stand up because you thought he was expelled.

"I thought you were expelled. What happened?

He continued speaking without getting back up.

"I was suspended. I begged the principal. My dad was mad at me but I deserved it. Please forgive me, I didn't mean to bother you in any way."

You realised that the confessions and the bullying had stopped since you met with Tiffany. It was like an epeirogenesis. Dangerous, yet balancing. As you thought about the day he had confessed to you, you had become a different person. Have you become more fragile? You used to care about nothing, you were kind of dorky and your grades were better. Now, you have no friends, everyone you loved pushed you out of their life except Tiffany. Everything nice has a price and a prize. This is what I get. I sold myself for the thing I never believed before: Love. Now, I got her. I used to stand emotionless against love but now, all I can feel is her. You teared up but you didn't want to cry in front of him.

"It's okay Juhwan. I'm glad you're back now. I need to go somewhere but thank you for your apology." You then walked fastly -almost ran- to the backyard of the school with Sooyoung following you. You fell on your knees and leaned on the wall. Tears weren't stopping. The nausea finally had a result and you puked. It was like lettting all of the filthiness inside of you, out. Sooyoung held your hair so it wouldn't get dirty. She had a soft look in her eyes, and motherly. She didn't ask what was wrong but she knew that you needed help. With a relaxing caressing on your back, she soothed you