“She’s someone’s precious daughter Chanyeol! Her parents brought her up with countless dreams and hopes about her. And what do you think even the girl has in mind? She’s probably dreaming about getting together with that dashing boyfriend of hers one day after he becomes successful. That’s the sole reason she’s working to no end and trying her best.”

He continued after another heavy sigh. “And what am I? A man who’s left alone with a child, who doesn’t have enough money to by his own house and still lives in a leased apartment, can do nothing for her more than paying her a monthly wage and supplying a few meals. And above all...she’s still a kid Chanyeol...she’s nine years younger than me!”

“You know what...? None of your excuses sound convincing enough to me.”

Chanyeol stared at Junmyeon in silence, for a moment. “Just confess to her hyung. You still don’t realize that you’re in love with her do you?” he pointed a finger at the bank clerk’s black rimmed reading glasses.

“You’re tearing up under those glasses. I can see everything hyung.”

Hello my dear readers... here's my new fic... my twelfth fic and my first short fic... I hope you will love it just as you did with my other stories... and make sure to tell me what you think after reading okay? ^^ It's a Junmyeon fic again... so let's get started without further ado!!!