“STOP IT !!! YUN HO ! PLEASE !!” I said

“YUN HO ! STOP ! YOU’LL HURT YOURSELF !” They all screamed

Shin Dong and Kang In (the strong ones) pulled him off of the waiter. He was bleeding, because Yun Ho punched him in the face. Another waiter called the police. Two policemen went in, they said

“Jung Yun Ho, you are under-arrest for aggression and injury.” While putting him handcuffs.

“WHAT ?? NO, LET GO OF ME ! YOU CAN’T ARREST ME ! HYO BIN AH !!! HYO BIN AH !! I LOVE YOU ! I’M SORRY !!” He said getting in the police car. I was crying looking at him going.

“Hey, no ! You can’t take him ! Yun Ho !! Don’t worry ! We’ll find a solution !” Chang Min screamed. He was sooo mad. Si Won and Chang Min (the pacific and calm ones) stood up and talked with the police. They talked for a while and came back.

“What did they say ?” Everyone said.

“They said that we had to pay a caution. Si Won and I paid it, he’ll be free tomorrow.”

Everyone sighed.

“I…I…wanna go…home…p-please…take me…home” I said

Ye Sung stood up, and said

“Guys, you can go first. I’ll take the girls home.” They nodded

We all stood up, and went outside. There, the Super Junior Oppa, Min Woo and Gong Chan all told me while hugging me one by one

“Don’t worry too much, it’ll be alright.”

“T-Thanks I said.” While getting in the car. I turned, and saw everyone waving. I waved back to them. We arrived at the dorm. We hugged Ye Sung Oppa and said goodbye, and went in the dorm. We took off our make-up, our dresses, took a shower, and I went in the living room. I was laying on the sofa, thinking. The girls came, Yoo Min with a blanket, Yu Ra with a pillow, and Soo Jung with a cup of tea. Yu Ra placed the pillow under my head, Yoo Min put the blanket over my body. Soo Jung put the tea on a low table next to me. I thanked them, sat and took a slip of the tea. It was really good. They sat next to me.

“Are you okay ?” Soo Jung asked

“No…” I said crying

“Did Yun Ho hurt you ?” Yu Ra said. I nodded.

“I’m sure he didn’t want to. He was just defending and protecting you.” Soo Jung said

“Well, he could’ve been able to see that I hate violence…”

“Really ? Why ?”

“When I was in high school, my father lost his job. He started drinking heavily, so heavily that he was hitting on my mother. When he was hitting her, I would look trough the door. She wasn’t even crying or screaming, nothing. When he would ask her “Why don’t you cry ? Why don’t you scream ?” She would say, “Because of my kids.” At this time, my elders sister and brother where already gone to University, so it was just me, my older sister, our little brothers, our little sister, and our parents. It was really hard, because we had to lie to the kids, when they would ask “Why is mom crying ? Why can’t mom walk straight ?” We would answer “Because she cut onions earlier, or because she hurt herself at her aerobics class.” It was really hard ! We were entirely taking care of them. We were cooking for them, helping them with their home works, waking them up in the morning, accompany them at school, come at the parents-teachers meetings, buy them clothes with our money, buy them toys, by them candies… We even had to work to gain money for them ! But we enjoyed it and weren’t angry with them, because we felt guilty about them. Especially for Hyo Min. She was so little ! Me and my elders had the chance to grow up finely, not like them. But, my little brother Hyo Jung knew it from the start. I didn’t know how he knew it, but he felt it. He felt that his mom was suffering. When we would lie to them, Hyo Jung would say

“But, she didn’t cook earlier ! But, she doesn’t go to any aerobics class !” or “Why do they don’t talk to each other ? Why is dad always so angry about us ? Why can’t mom look at us without crying ?” So, we told the truth to him. He hated our dad. He hated him so much ! When my dad stopped drinking, found a new job, we all forgave him for his acts and errors. Hyo Jung didn’t. He still hated him. He wouldn’t talk to him or even greet him. When my dad would say “Hello son. How are you this morning ?” Hyo Jung would just put his earphones and pretend he didn’t hear. Or, when dad would come and pick us up at school, he wouldn’t come with us. He would just call mom so she can take him home. Or, when dad would ask “How was it at school ?” Hyo Jung would answer “Mind your own business.” Or “Don’t ask things you don’t mean.” When our dad was sick, he didn’t came to the hospital even once. Even when our parents died, he only came to our mom’s grave. Still now, he doesn’t talk about him at all. That’s why I’m so close to them, and that’s why I hate violence. To make me happy, he HAS to stop violence.” I said. The girls were crying

“Sorry Unnie, we didn’t know about that…” they said

“How could you know ? I don’t like to talk about my past or my life with people. I’m just, doing my best to forget.” I said.

I hugged them all. I comforted them, and we went to our rooms to sleep.

YUN HO’S POV

What an idiot. WHAT AN IDIOT. Why did I punched him ? Why do I always have to make Hyo Bin suffer ? This time, I’m sure she won’t forgive me. What to do ? I really love her. Why do I always have to screw things up with her ? What a fool… Hope she’ll forgive me. If she does, it’ll be the last time that I’ll get into a fight. Hope she’ll come tomorrow. Right now, let’s just…sleep.