Exactly five years since that night when her world began to crumble down.

Five ing years and it still hasn't ended. Every day felt like pieces of her would rip apart and tears would be its blood. She figured it might not be that long until this pain would empty her.

"Joohyun, we're closing, go home." the bartender was already tidying up the used shot glasses and beer bottles, his voice annoyed but still hinting a bit of worry.

"Fine, fine. Here's my payment hehe." Joohyun lifted her head up and offered the bartender a wrinkled tissue from her pocket.

"What do I expect? Of course, it's the 15th, you'll give me tissues for payment."

"You know.. my wallet...I.. forgot--"

"---to bring it because I'm thinking of Seungwan too much. Yes, you've been saying that for five years already. Pay me tomorrow and get out, I got you a cab." The bartender would usually kick the out of customers like this except for Joohyun. He knew their story. Having to lose someone you gave half of your heart at, that's already worse than a kick in the .

Joohyun slid down the tall stool, her small feet touching the floor sooner than she expected, her vision immediately became hazy, the world's turning around and she wasn't really sure why.

"Wait..haha..is this it?" she mumbles incoherently, thinking that maybe this is it. It's finally happening--- the part where her heart will stop breaking because there is no more of it left.

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Surprisingly, she managed to get out of the bar, using walls as her guide, she stopped abruptly when her shoulders hit an unlit lamp post. She shivered at how cold it felt on her bare arms.

"Who the told me to wear sleeveless?" she hissed at no one, visibly upset but turned to hug the lamp post anyway.

"At least, you're here for me." She embraced the coldness, trying hard to find warmth beneath it.