''The world has stopped and only you are here.

If I say I miss you, will you come?''   (EXO- CBX 'Someone Like You')

The longest day of my life was finally coming to an end. I haven't seen Baekhyun after Hyu and I returned from the coffee shop. I heard people saying he left the company with a man and still haven't returned. God has shown me mercy, after all! The work was finally over, so I got up and packed my stuff into the bag. I usually got a ride to home with Hyu, but her old car was broken, so I had to go by bus.

The thing about riding a bus is that whether you like it or not, you hear a lot of different stories. From old grandmas talking proudly about their children and grandchildren, kids complaining to their mothers about going to school, married couples fighting, young lovey-dovey couples kissing, hugging and doing other stuff people in love usually do, to loners staring out of the windows and pondering about their lives, problems or memories. I was one of the loners. Riding a bus has never been a problem for me. For the last seven years I have dreamed of taking a bus and escaping. Escaping from my mother, from my house, from my life. Escaping from everything and finding him. Whenever I rode the bus he was one thing that was always on my mind. Only while riding the bus, I felt free. I would spend forty five minutes just staring outside into depts of my citty's endless landscapes and my problems would become smaller. I would put my headphones and while listening to ballad songs, he would come to my mind. We were happy again. He was looking at me with his beautiful eyes and there was not a trace of hate in them. He loved me. I adored him. Then, the driver would stop the bus and tell me we have arrived and everything would disappear. Baekhyun who loved me would be gone. My problems would be back. And what was the worst thing, I would still love him.

I forgot my headphones at desk in the company, so instead of being a loner again, I had to listen to people's conversations around me.There was a couple sitting in the seat in front. They looked as if they were still high school students. It wasn't my intetion to eavesdrop but they were talking about the newest Marvel movie 'Infinity War' and I couldn't just ignore it. I have always been a huge Marvel fan. Hyu and I often fought because of it. She was into DC. The guy leaned closer and whispered something to the girl which provoked a shy gigle from her.

''You will always bee my Pepper and I will be your Tony Stark.'' He said louder this time and the girl laughed hitting him playfully on the chest. I would have laughed, too. I tried to smile. I really tried. But, I failed. For me, 'Stark' was not only Iron Man's surname. It was a nickname Bekhyun has given me and used it all the time. I could still remember the last time he called me like that. It was on the day I smashed my heart into pieces. The day I let him go.

FLASHBACK

I was on my way back from school when my sister called me.

''Listen,'' she said, ''how much money do yo have with you?''

''Zero.'' I answered.

''You are lying.''

''I'm not.''

''Yes, you are,'' she insisted, ''dad gave you some money this morning. I saw it.''

''I spend it.'' I didn't. But, I was still not going to give her.

''Really? On what?''

''I paid coffee for all of my friends.'' I lied.

She started laughing. ''What friends, Ji? You mean that weirdo Chenyeol or whatever his name is.''

''His name is Chanyeol and he's not a weirdo. You wish you had someone in your life like him.'' I was not gonna let her talk bad about Chanyeol. He was the only person I considered as a friend in my school. And, he was more then enough. Baekhyun didn't like our friendship in the beginning. He always nagged at me saying how Chanyeol was actually interested in being more than friends. Of course, that was ridiculous and not true at all. No one knew except me that Chanyeol actually had a girlfriend in Japan. He met her there when he went to on a trip with his parents. After chatting for some months they have started their relationship. Whenever he talked about her, I could literally see on his face how much he loved and missed her. I didn't share with Baekhyun that tiny but important detail, because Chanyeol asked me not to tell anyone for the time being.

''Ok, whatever. Will you lend me money or not?'' Jang Mi changed the topic.

''Why do you need money now, Mi?''

''Not your business. If you won't lend me the money just say it. I will ask my friends. They help me more than you, anyway.'' I couldn't help but be hurt by her words. As much as I tried to get close to her, she was drifting away. She was always taking, taking and taking. Never giving back anything in return. Honestly, sometimes I wondered if we were sisters. I even asked my mom once if they adopted one of us. Of course, she told me to stop asking stupid questions.

''I won't lend you the money.'' I have made my decision. ''Why would I? So you could go and spend it drinking and partying with your so-called friends?''

''My so-called friends are still better than that weirdo you hang around.''

''Stop calling him a weirdo!'' I screamed at her. ''Stop talking about him!''

''Sure, whatever. Don't know how your boyfriend put up with seeing his face everyday.'' She was really getting on my last nerve. I was about to explode, but had to control myself since I was at the bus station, surrounded by people. Theye were already giving me weird looks.

''Honestly Mi, do you ever get tired?'' I asked her. ''What did I ever do to make you hate me so much?''

''I don't hate you. You are just annoying, not funny, weird, not good looking and to sum it up, you get on my nerves.'' In other words she hated me.

I wanted to respond to her but she ended the call without saying goodbye. This cruel, cold hearted Mi was not my older sister Mi who's always been there for me. Who took care of me when mom and dad stayed working up late. Who lulled me back to sleep after waking up from a nightmare. Who punched a girl in elementary school just for calling me ugly nerd. Who was my best friend. Who was my everything! I had to accept the truth that I lost my sister. We'd never be like before. For what reason, I had no idea.

The bus had arrived and I was about to get on when my phone rang again. It was an unknown number. I thought it was Mi calling from another phone because something had happened. It wasn't her. It was Baekhyun's mother. She wanted to meet with me in the coffee shop near our school. As I was walking there, I couldn't help but feel nervous. Why did she want to meet me? I have seen her many times before. Baekhyun even took me to his parents' house. But, he was always there with me.

After walking for ten minutes, I finally reached the coffee shop. I spotted her the moment I stepped inside. It was really hard to miss her. She was a beautiful woman. Intimidating, but still beautiful. I started walking slowly towards her while thinking about proper way to address her. Damn, sometimes it was really hard being an intorvert. I didn't have problem interacting with people I knew. When I was around Baekhuyn and Chanyeol I never felt weird or uncomfortable. Never felt like I hated being around them. I didn't hate other people. I just wasn't that fond of them. Let's say, I've always prefered watching and liking people from a distance. There was no Baekhyun to save me this time. I had to be a brave girl and solve this on my own.

I reached the table and just kept looking at her. She wore simple black skirt and white shirt and still managed to look breathakingly beautiful. She spoke first.

''Hello, Seo Jia. Please, have a seat.'' No smile? Okay.

I gave her a small smile, bowed and sat down slowly. The situation was so uncomfortable and awkward that it was painful to watch, let alone be a part of it. ''Thank you for agreeing to meet  with me,'' – she said, still not smiling. ''I am an honest and straightforward person, so I won't beat around the bush. I want you to break up with my son.'' The waiter came over to our table to take the orders but she told him she will not have anything since she was about to leave. I kept looking at her not sure what to say or how to react. First, I thought I heard her wrong but then she repeated the same thing again and told me some more, not nice things. She took out a paper and pencil from her bag and drew something on it. Then, she gave me that paper and I could see a big circle, person and a wall between those two. Confused, I looked up at her.

''The circle represents Baekhyun's future. This person here is, of course, my son. And, this wall right here, is you.'' She said pointing her finger at the paper. I still haven't said a word. I felt as if God has taken  away my ability to speak.

''You are just an obstacle in his path,' – she continued talking. ''That's all you'll ever be! He finds you interesting now, but he will get bored. And when that happens, it will be to late. He will miss the chance to build his future.'' Obstacle in Baekhyun's path? I couldn't believe she just told me that. I have never stopped him from doing anything in his life. I have always been supportive of all his plans, so her words just didn't make any sense.

''Listen, ma'am – '' I finally found the courage to speak but she cut me off. ''Baekhyun's father and I are moving to China. We want our son to go with us. To study there. To live there. To marry there!'' She said, slowly emphasizing every word.''If he stays here with you, he won't finish college and he will ruin his future. I don't want that for my son.''

''I want the best for him, too,'' I said while trying to hold back my tears.

''I know you do. I also know you are not a bad girl. So, if you really care for Baekhyun's well-being, break up with him.'' I shook my head refusing to believe her words. ''Ma'am,-'' I tried talking again. She waved it of, took her bag and stood up. ''Nothing you say will change my opinion. Call me selfish, cruel or witch. Call me whatever you want. None of it matters to me. My son is precious to me. I'm doing this for him and I'm not sorry!'' With that she turned around and left not giving me a chance to respond.

I sat there for one hour not moving, just thinking over and over again about her words. The waiter must have been worried about me, because he came over and asked if I was ok. I was far from okay. Baekhyun's mother practically just told me I was no better than garbage. An obstacle. A damn obstacle in his path! Was she kidding me? She might have been Baekhyun's mother. She might have had my respect before. But I'd be damned if I'd allow her to treat me like that. I was not a damn trash someone could get rid of easily.

I took a deep breath and said to myself, ''She wants me to leave Bakehyun? Ok. Let's see what does he have to say about that?''