Joohyun rushed down to the kitchen knowing Seungwan was there making herself a coffee. Once Joohyun reached the kitchen, Seungwan looked up at her and smiled.

Seungwan: Good morning, Unnie. Would you like me to make you some coffee?

Joohyun: I hate you, Seungwan.

Seungwan went stiff hearing those words coming out of Joohyun's mouth, she looked up at Joohyun, looking sad.

Seungwan: W-What…?

Joohyun stares into Seungwan's eyes dead serious about what she said.

Joohyun: I hate you.

Seungwan, still too stunned, can't grasp the reason why this is all happening.

Seungwan: I— b-but why?

Joohyun sighs a little irritated, she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.

Joohyun: I hate that you pretend you're always okay.

Hit one.

Joohyun: I hate that you are always helping others before yourself.

Hit two.

Joohyun: I hate that you always have to be strong even when you aren't.

Hit three.

Joohyun: I hate that you always think everything that happens is okay.

Hit four.

Joohyun: I can't— me.

Seungwan watches Joohyun look down as Joohyun's hands turn into a fist, watching her knuckles turn white and Joohyun choking on her words. They lock eyes and Joohyun's eyes tell her how much Joohyun hates her.

Joohyun: —I especially hate seeing that fake forced smile and those hurting eyes coming from you every time you come back from the cruel happy fantasy you try to live in.

The final painful blow.

Joohyun lets out a shaky breath, before she relaxes herself. Seungwan's eyes widened, each blow that was given to her, she couldn't help but tear up.

Joohyun: I don't hate you. I hate the fact that Wendy is just a cover up for all the pain you let yourself go through. I– I want you to trust me. I want Seungwan, not Wendy. Son Seungwan is my person.

Seungwan couldn't help but fall slowly onto her knees and break down in front of Joohyun. She knows that everything Joohyun said was true. Even if she was the happy sunshine pill everyone knew her as, she was hurting way more on the inside than anyone would've thought. Joohyun rushed over to Seungwan's side and hugged Seungwan. Seungwan began to shake in her arms and held tightly onto Joohyun's shirt.

"How long– How long were you going to carry this pain before you actually destroyed yourself? Until death?" Joohyun thought to herself, feeling the rush of despair and desperation in Seungwan's crying voice. Watching Seungwan crying into her hands and shaking the way she