A/n: Please take note that I'm only taking the concept of sleeping then going back to the same day. This story line is VERY different from the movies. This is based on my own idea so pleaseee take note on this and not questioned like "wait,this isn't in the movie" or things like that~ P.s Most POV would be Yongsun's.

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8:00p.m. — Tuesday(20/02/18)Next Day— Home

"Honey,do you want to eat anything?" My mother asked softly as she sat on the edge of my bed. I shook my head,my back facing her.

"At least have some water..you haven't drink or eat anything since the funeral.." My mother coax,I could hear the crack in her voice when she mentioned 'funeral'.

You're really gone now. I watched every step they took as they carried you to the grave,where you'll be resting forever. I watched as the rain drizzled as if crying for your departure. I watched as the leaves waved you goodbyes. I watched as the wind danced the last song for you. I watched as the butterflies flew around your coffin. I watched as their tears fell,reminiscing your deeds. I watched as your mother cried silently,trying to be strong for your sisters. I watched as your sisters cried,calling your name numerous times. I watched as hundreds of people came to see you. I watched them all,Byul-ah...but somehow I just can't bear to watched myself now. I felt so hopeless without you...I felt empty.

Are you watching too? Are you listening too? Everyone loves you so much. Do you know? Everyone praised you so much now. They knew your name now. You're not just well-known in our school,I believe the whole city knows you now.

'Heroin For A Day' Is what they named you. If you're here,I'm pretty sure you're going to complain since you would only accept the title 'hero' instead of 'heroin'.

I snorted and hugged the hamster plushie she gave to me. Still in my black attire,I went straight to my room after coming back from her funeral. Honestly,I don't want to leave her,which caused me to be one of the last person to leave beside her mother and sisters.

Byul-ah,I'm happy that you left after sacrificing yourself in attempt to help someone else but I don't think I could let go. I love you for so long that my heart ache seeing this. It tasted like a poison,way too bitter and painful. I love you for so long that my mind reminded me every features of you when I tried to sleep. I love you for so long that my heart already misses you like crazy.

18 years living. 13 years with you. 12 years liking you. 11 years loving you. 543,638,973 words spoken. 683,125 hugs given. 56,067 secrets shared. 6,296 lies.

Nothing to regret. Nothing to hate.

I'm sorry if this selfish heart couldn't let you go. I'm sorry if this stubborn heart couldn't love anyone else other than you. I'm scared to lose you so I kept mum about how I felt. Never knew,I'll lose you the other way.

I closed my puffy eyes and sniffed endlessly until I drifted off to sleep.

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8:00a.m. — WEDNESDAY(21/2/18) — Home

"Uh.." I groaned softly as I felt dizzy. The sunlight came through the parted curtain,providing warmth to the cold room. I told my mother that I didn't want to go to school for a few days so here I am.

I heard my phone rang on the nightstand and lazily picked it up.

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"Hello..?" I said weakly.

"Hey.." Irene's voice entered my ear. I remembered how she comforted me yesterday and brought me home.

"Hey..hi" I replied,voice sounded hoarse.

"I'm just calling to make sure you're okay.." She said,concerned.

"Thanks.." I said and sat myself up on my bed. I moved my hands in front of my eyes to block the sunlight.

"Do you want me to come over later?" She asked.

"No..it's fine..thanks again,Hyun-ah" I declined.

"Okay..if there's anything,just call me,alright?" She reminded.

"Got it.." I replied as I nodded my head though she couldn't see it.

"Gotta go now..Mr Byuntae(one of their teacher) is right at the entrance" Irene said sarcastically,causing me to smile slightly.

"Okay..stay safe" I joked.

"Bye" Irene cooed. I could hear her groan right before she hung up.

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I stretched my arms and pulled on my hair band,letting my hair loose. I stared at the polaroid pictures hanging on my walls. All of them are picture of Byul and I,taken by my father. Believe me,my parents are strong shipper of us. And I sort of felt that Byul's mother love me a bit too much.

I snorted as I remembered how our parents would bought matching items for both of us. Treating us like some sort of twins. Although,Byul would only wore pants and shirts while I wore dresses,it'll mostly be the same colour. What a blessing,right?

Guess I won't be seeing you in your favourite striped shirt anymore. And your favourite Air Jordan that you got for your 15th birthday. Your go-to black muscle tee. Our 'friendship' bracelets.

I stood up and walked closer to the pictures hanging on the small wire. I trailed my fingers along the wire and sighed. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I grabbed my towel and went into the bathroom.

After a quick shower,I decided to wear my jeans and a pink sweater. I tied up my hair into a bun and wore the perfume.

"Are you going somewhere,dear?" My father asked as he ate the scram