Seohyun's POV

I’m waiting for them in front of our powder room. They’re doing winning encore on the stage now. Yeah, finally they could beat us and won for Music Bank K-Chart this week. It makes me upset at first because I’m obsessed to have an all kill for “I Got A Boy”. I can’t help it but feel happy for them; they did their best though.

“Woo... CNBLUE! Congratulation!”

I hear an uproar shout from the end of the corridor. They’re coming! I see four tall figures walk towards here. They’re bussy receiving congratulations from other singers. My Eonnies are bussy changing their clothes, so they’ll come later.

“Minhyuk, Jungshin chingoo!” I greet two men who walk in front.

“Eoh, Seohyun~ah!” They answer.

“Chukhae~!” I tap their shoulders as congratulations.

“Eoh, mianhamnida SNSD sunbaenim!” Jungshin makes a joke with his serious face. “We’ll do better again, so we can beat you again!”

I laugh. The two continue their walk to their room. From my eye tile I can see the other two men are approaching.

“Seohyun~ah,” Jonghyun oppa greet me as he sees me, then I congratulate him as well. Ah, the last one. He doesn’t greet me. Doesn’t he see me?

I quickly walk toward him. “Yonghwa oppa, congratulation!” I say as I stand in front of him. I smile and tap his shoulder. “You did a great job!”

He smiles back. “Gomawo!”  He answers as he hold my hands and passes something to my grasp.

After that, he leaves me; continue his walk to his room. I look into my grasp to see something that he gave. I’m dumbfounded. A doll? Isn’t it the doll that I give to him through Fanny Eonnie in the stage before? What does it mean? He return it?

I feel like a thousand needles stab downward my heart. My eyes become hotter and I feel my tears are about to fall. It’s painful.

“Joohyun~ah, aren’t you going to congratulate them?” Suddenly, my Eonnies come from their room, they've already changed their clothes.

I rub my eyes to prevent the tears fall as I clumsily hide the doll behind my back. “Ah... I've already met them. I want to change my clothes.”

As they leave, I walk into SNSD’s room; rush to sit down in front of make up desk and untie my hair. My stylish comes to me and helps me to comb my hair. I glance once again to the doll on my hands. Indeed, I can’t hold my tears again.

I suppose, my stylish sees my tears through the mirror. She’s speechless as she stops to comb my hair.

“Eonnie,” I’m sobbing, “the dukbogki they gave really is spicy... It’s very very very spicy. It’s hurt...”

Yonghwa’s POV

“Anyone want to drink beer?” I ask the members. We’re on the way home from TVN’s Taxi shooting. Yeah, after performed in Music Bank we directly went to shoot for TVN’s Taxi. It’s so tiring, but I’m happy because “I’m Sorry” has already had its first trophy in Music Bank today.

“NOOOO!” I hear Minhyuk and Jungshin’s voice refuse my offer boldly.

“Wae? We finally won this week. We must celebrate it! I'll pay,” I force them.

“Michyeosseo?! What time is it? It’s morning already and we have to perform in Music Core in a few hours later,” Jungshin’s yells to me. Hey, who’s the leader, huh?

“All I need is sleeping,” Minhyuk adds.

I see Jonghyun, who sits beside me, glances at me. “Wae, hyung? Is there something upsetting you?” he ask with curiousity.

I cross my arms and lean my head toward window; avoid from Jonghyun glare. “Geurae, geurae. If you guys don’t want, I would not. Take some rest.”

“Hahaha... He’s sulky,” Jonghyun laugh out loud. I'm annoyed by his act--his speciality really is laughing.

Jonghyun continues to eat snacks that fans give as I hear his munching voice. He would has been a pig if there’s no black hole in his stomach, I'm grumbling to myself. Then, I glance to back seat because I can’t hear any voices from there. Obviously, the magnaes have already slept.

I cover my face with my hoodie as I start to roam my thought. Why do I act this way? This is a happy day for CNBLUE. But, why can’t I be cheerful? I feel a hole inside my heart.

“You return it, huh?” Jonghyun start to talk again. I thought he won’t say anything anymore since he's concentrated with his food.

“What?” I act like I don’t know but I can’t face him though because he can read my thought very well.

“You’re hurting her and yourself.” His words are calm and bold at the same time.

“You don’t know anything,” I snarl.

“Yes, I don’t know much. But I’m sure about my prior words.”

I ignore him as I force my self to sleep. Does she hurt? Did I do something cruel? I just don’t want to receive anything from her again. I hardly tried to move on from her for almost two years! Two years! It’s a long time. So, why did she act like that? She shouldn’t care about me.

She won’t be hurt; Jonghyun just exaggerate it. She just lended it to me. If she really want to give it, Tiffanny wouldn’t be the one who handed it. Maybe, Tiffanny was joking and abruptly grabbed her doll, then passed it to me. She doesn’t even care, right?