[ MINHA's POV] I couldn't help myself from crying. This is crazy! What am I doing? I walked a long road with an empty stomach, wore a big slippers and an ahjumma's skirt. In the hotness of afternoon! " Minha-ah! Wae? " L. Joe concerned about me. I bit my lips, didn't want to say anything. I pitied him but I couldn't go through all this anymore. I just couldn't! " Minha-ah, tell me " he demanded an answer. What should I tell him? L. Joe, let's give up. Should I say that? I love him but this is.. Ugh! " Do you want to go home? " L. Joe's voice cracked. I looked at him, that's exactly what I want. I nodded my head slowly, just wanted to be frank. He let out a sigh. " Do you give up on me? " his question, I didn't want to answer it. But his eyes full with hope, hoping me to give him an answer. What could I do? I shook my head. Why Changjo made me stucked in this kind of situation? " Minha-ah, I know this is too much but please bear all this for now. Please " he was begging me. I bit my bottom lips. What should I say? " I am tired " I blurted out. L. Joe caressed my cheek then he looked at the big road. He walked forward and signalled a driver to stop his car. I understood what was he doing. A red car stopped in front of us. L. Joe's eyes grew bigger. Why? " ! " he muttered under his breath. " Yah, byunghun! " a guy with a flowery visual went out from the car. Byunghun? Who's Byunghun? " What are you doing here? With this crazy ahjumma? " that guy raised his brow. " Shut your mouth, Chanhee! " L. Joe hold his fist. Wait! This guy called me