Myungsoo stormed into his New York apartment.

“AISH!' He screamed as he slammed his door. He put his hands on his head, his breathing heavy as he tried to calm his nerves. Everytime he thought about what just happened he got furious all over again.

“You have a lot of nerve, Myungsoo, to come into my home and talk to me like that! Why did you even come back?”

“Well, maybe I should just leave and solve both of our problems! It seems like you've been doing just fine without me!”

“Fine! Goodbye Myungsoo.”

“Have a nice life Sara.”

Myungsoo broke off the memory and punched the nearest wall, wincing at the pain in his hand but barely noticing it, there was a greater pain on his conscience right now: I've destroyed everything......I've lost her.....I've lost her....

Reaaaalllyyyy short and after this its all going to be Myungsoo's flashbacks until we catch up to this part of the story hehe~