Cold breeze covered the whole room as I tried to carry the sleeping beauty in my arms. Cat like eyes, small button nose, small semi full pinkish lips, pudgy cheeks that's so adorable that I have this urge to pinch them right now but I might wake her up and that's the last thing I wanted to happen because she's so vulnerable right now. Her eyes shut close but looking so swollen and dried tears marked her left temple. I feel enraged thinking how she ended up like this, intoxicated and cried herself to sleep again. It's always the same reason all over again but I don't know how she's handling it through and how she's too hard headed not to leave her goddamned useless arrogant boyfriend of hers, which has been Jongin. Always him. And I bet in billions of the world's population that she'll choose him nevertheless. She just can't see how a douche bag he really is or maybe love is blind phrase really is true. I sighed at the thought, and felt a lump in my throat trying to block my airways but I just swallowed it, my heart clenched but there's nothing I could do about it.    In the very least, I'm just her best friend, a very good one and god knows how much I'm trying to take it all in. In the back of my mind, I tried to suppress this thoughts that's haunting me. The things she said positively about her douche bag, the gestures she said was priceless and then seek solace in this very flat of mine. How convincing it was, right? I could only see the truth behind those boyish grins. And she was blindly believing that douche bag is her prince charming, her knight in shining armor when all along, Jongin is the antagonist in my story. Yeah, he's the bad guy. But what can I do, whenever they're together I could see her smile. Whenever he gave her small gifts, she wou