ROWOON'S P.O.V.
“Are you sure you're not sugar coating anything, Ms. Kang?” I quickly nodded and was persistent that it was my fault. Well, it was truly my fault, I did go over board. I need to go find her and apologize to her, yes, I'm apologizing because I know that it’s my fault, I'll step down when I know I'm wrong. I'm apologizing because I know I made her cry and I hate SOMEONE crying just because of me because I experienced that, I cried for a specific SOMEONE that made me change my view of the world. I don’t like seeing someone down because of me I don’t want SOMEONE to experience what I had experience just because of SOMEONE. “Isn’t that SOMEONE the same person?” Whatever, I don’t want to recall something that was in the past. I excused myself from the class and looked for Irene outside, where did that girl go? I went to the near bathroom but she wasn’t there, I went to the campus garden but she wasn’t there, I went everywhere; I searched everywhere inside and outside of the campus but I still haven’t found her. Ahhhh, where did she go?! She’s making me frustrated! I used my non-existing brain to remember a place where I haven’t gone yet and where possibly Irene went, Think, Think, Think!!! 
“_____ always hang out in the rooftop"   “I'm really lucky to have you as a friend, ____!”   “I'm not just a friend, Won-ah! I'm your best friend!”   I suddenly had a flashback. I know where she could be and I hope my assumption is correct. Yeah, best friend, more like a traitor. What kind of best friend does that? Whatever, I'm not crying over spilt milk anymore. At least I'm over a specific SOMEONE....I think. I ran up the flight of stairs going to the rooftop, I barged in and saw the back figure of the girl I'm looking for, I approached her slowly and quietly sat beside her. I looked at her and saw that she was gazing at the sky, I followed her gaze and saw a beautiful pack of clouds with the sun in the middle of it, shining its blinding rays to us. I faked cough which made her jump, she's jumpy; A lot of times. She was about to stand up when I held her down by the wrist, “Let go of me, Kang! I don’t want to see you right now!” She tried to wriggle away from my grip but I was stronger than her, “Just listen to me first, Irene!” I shouted unintentionally at her, I was getting annoyed. I saw her eyes glaring at me but at the same time, I could feel loneliness in them. “What if I don’t want to?” “Then you leave me no choice" I softly pushed her to me and laid down on the cemented floor, with her head on my chest. I hold her tightly as she was trying to escape from my grasp, “Let go of me, Kang!!!” She continuously hit my chest but I didn’t budge, I was still holding her small body tightly, well, from someone else's view, it's hugging but for me it's holding just tightly; See the difference? “I'm sorry!” I let out an apology, it seems forced but it's not; I'm sincere about it. Instead or replying, she just continued hitting my chest; She doesn’t really know that it hurts. “What 'hurt' do you mean?” Just ing stop! I don't want to get reminded of somethings.  “Stop that, Irene! I'm sorry, that you got blamed instead of me. I'm sorry that you got humiliated in front of the whole class. Sorry, for making you cry. Sorry, for the things I said. I'm really sorry" I stopped her hands from hitting my chest and I said an apology to her, first time apologizing to her. I met her in 7th grade, something happened at that time that made me hate her until now, she had done something that I wouldn’t forget; They BOTH did something that I wouldn’t forget. My grasp around her loosen as my hands are holding tightly unto her hands, stopping her from hitting my chest...again. “I don’t care about your apology, Kang Rowoon. Your sorry won’t do anything, you already made me take the blame. Just stay away from me! I don’t want to see you again, ever!” Something inside me broke when she said those venomous words to me, isn't once enough for her? She shoved me away from her and stood up, leaving me alone lying on the ground; Like what she did before. “Don’t come close to me again, Kang Rowoon!” She ran out of the rooftop, leaving me deadpan; It did kind of hurt me in some way. After something happened in my 7th grade, I become somewhat angry to the world, I don’t trust people easily and I don’t tend shut my logic. I don’t like traitors and I don’t believe in that four word thing. I stood up, brushing away the dirt from my clothes; I took a deep breathe and let the wind brush my face. I feel relax and calm, I took one last look at the