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Seulgi's POV:

A month passed...

Things were pretty much the same; Sowon is still her highly intelligent, over-achieving self, Hyejin's still a fierce diva, Minhyuk is still a dork, and Yong and Byul has a thing going on now although there is still no confirmation from the both of them...okay, so maybe it weren't the same after all...because that took a toll on Byul and Wheein's relationship; they barely acknowledge each other anymore. While Joo-hyun and I, well, I am always in love with Irene, nothing's ever gonna change that.

Byul's POV:

"Are you worried about what other people might think?" Yong asked me.

We've been having the same conversation lately -actually, they're more of an argument- because Yongsun decided that she needs to put a label in our relationship.

"Well, aren't you?" I asked back, because answering her question leads into a realization that I'm not even sure I'd like to think about.

Her face contorted a little, apparently disappointed with the answer I gave her. "I'm more concerned of what you think, Byul. Because as long as we're okay other people's opinion wouldn't matter to me."

Her tone was determined, with a hope that we're on the same page. I wanted to answer her, but I wasn't sure what to say.

"We are okay, Yong. But then you have to bring this topic into our conversation every time and it turns into an argument." I replied.

"Is this too fast for you? Because if it is, all you have to do is tell me." I don't think it's too fast, but I don't think I'm ready to commit. Not when Wheein still lingers in my mind. But if I tell her that she will get hurt.

She sighed in defeat. "Forget it. I'm just going to leave now." She stands up, grabbed her pouch and walked out.

I didn't know if I should follow her. What change will it make if I did?

It wouldn't make my fears go away, it wouldn't make me love Wheein any less.

But I followed her anyway, because I didn't want her to think that I didn't care; its far from the truth.

"Yong! Wait up." I said after being on a trance. I ran because she was halfway out my door and she walked faster to reach our front door. Good thing we were alone in the house, I wouldn't have to explain why I'm running and shouting at the house. "Kim Yongsun!"

She finally turned around to face me, with her arms crossed, of course. And a pout which is a total mood killer because her cheeks were emphasized and it kind of made me smile.

"What?" she asked seriously.

I took a deep breath first. "Look, we were okay this past few weeks so why is it a big deal to you changing whatever this is that we have?"

"That's the problem, Byul-ah. You don't know what this is. And I think I know but I'm not sure, because you don't want to talk about it. I'm not good with labels but whatever this is, it has to mean something."

"And it does. It means that I love you." I answered with utmost sincerity. "I'm asking you to just let it be. What harm could it cost us?"

"It could cost me you. It may mean that you don't love me enough to put a label on us. It means that I can lose you, whenever, Byul." She stated like it was the most obvious thing on Earth. "I don't feel secured, Byul. And it makes me so insecure. Because I am so yours and I..." she hesitated to continue b