My eyes slowly open as the morning sunlight falls on my face through the open window.

And my head pains. Badly.

I just stare at the ceiling, having no idea what happened last night. I can't remember a thing except me crying in Changjo's arms and Krystal giving me a bottle of Beer and that's pretty much all I remember.

YAA...what if...

Something wrong happened? 

If Changjo was there, I know nothing wrong could have happened to me. Except that Myungsoo has no intention of being my boyfriend. I wonder if he's been doing this all along when I have been trusting him.

I walked downstairs to see my mom on the dining table.

"Jiyeon-ah...what had happened?" my mom asked.

I was puzzled.

I should ask that.

"No mom, you tell me, what had happened?" I asked...How did I reach back home?

Did Changjo drop me home?

"I don't know....last night you weren't feeling well and some boy had come to drop you home...," my mom said.

A boy?

Must be Changjo.

"Black hair with red strikes?" I said, trying to describe Changjo's hair.

Though my mom disagreed.

"No...he had light brown hair, and he had you picked up like that bridal-way they show in movies...," my mom laughed. 

"Is that Myungsoo?" she asked.

Myungsoo...

He would probably never come to drop me home...

Much like he wouldn't care if I fainted on the road...

"No...It can't be...," I said.

"He looked very concerned about you and told me to feed you these medicines....he was very worried, so I thought he mus