(So Eun’s POV)

            Rains pouring non-stop outside and all I can hear is heavy raindrops. Junho was standing beside his room’s window and staring blankly. I’ve never been anywhere this cold just like him. My heart was pounding. I knew he wouldn’t listen to me but I should at least try. My life has been miserable too, since that night.

“Junho-yah,” I uttered while walking closely to him. I was really nervous that my whole body was shaking.

“Don’t you dare come closer” He coldly said.

I didn’t listen. I was stubborn and walked even faster right through where he is. Now, I’m three steps behind him. And without any hesitations, I wrapped my arms around him. I back hugged him.

“Junho-ya, I’m really sorry. I’m so sorry.” I panted.

My tears started running down my face. My sight was in total blur. I hugged him tighter. He didn’t say a word instead he was trying to get rid of my hands around his waist. His grip on my arms was a bit stronger, it was painful but I didn’t even think of letting him go.

“I’m really sorry Junho-ya.” I sobbed.

“So Eun-ah, let go. Don’t show your face here again. I don’t want to see you anymore!”  He shrieked.

Junho was just strong enough to take my hands off him. When my hands are off him, he got ahead of me and left me standing there. Thunders were rolling and rain poured heavier matching my tears. I put my hands on my mouth, gasping, as I sat helplessly on the floor.

“If only. That night, if only” I said to myself.

I sat there for half an hour, waiting for him to get back. Thinking wishfully that he’d talk to me just like what we used to be. Thinking he’d realize that it wasn’t anybody’s fault. I miss the old Junho. I miss the old us.