If there was one thing that Yunho admired most about Sooyoung, it was her fighting spirit.

                Among all the nine beauties of SNSD, she was the one known to be the girl who stood up for justice no matter what the situation was. She was the group’s megaphone, speaking for her sisters in good times and in bad. Not even the black sea during the Dream Concert a few years back broke her spirit. If any, she was the bravest and most courageous girl he had ever known his whole life.

But people always have a weakness… and Choi Sooyoung was no exception.

“Soo… Don’t cry anymore…” He said for the nth time since he realized that there was a beautiful, tall brunette sobbing in his arms. “He isn’t worth it…”

“I-I thought he liked me… I-I didn’t know that he was just p-playing with me.” Sooyoung cried against his chest, desperately wanting all the pain to vanish. “O-Oppa, it hurts.”

Yunho hugged her tighter against him, promising one thing that he was intending to keep. “Everything will be alright, Soo… He’s going to regret it. I’m sure of it.”

Revenge can wait. For now, he just needed to put back her shattered spirit together again.