Dara's POV

Romeo and Juliet. A beautiful love story with a tragic ending. Why it has to be that way? I sigh.

"You still can't get over with it?" Jiyong said.

I looked at him then nodded. The play just ended and we are now on his car.

He chuckled. "Do you want to see the bridge?"

I smiled. "Sure."

He smiled back. "Let's eat first."

Then we went to an Italian restaurant. The food taste good but I can't enjoy it fully as I am still bothered from the play we watched.

"It's just an act. Why you're so affected on it?" Jiyong said teasingly.

I pout my lips. "It's not a happy ending."

"Not every love story should have a happy ending."

"That shouldn't be for them. What they have for each other is true love."

"And true love doesn't need a happy ending."

"Why?"

He smirked. "Because true love never ends."

I stopped then realized that he is somehow right.

"They both died right?" I nodded. "So, they are still together somewhere in the universe."

I chuckled. "Where did you got those analysis?"

He grinned. "My mother was a hopeless romantic. She used to tell us stories of true love. And one of those is the story of Romeo and Juliet."

"I wish I had met your mother." Sadness passed by on his eyes. "I'm s-sorry."

He smiled a little. "It's fine. But I think she will like you."

"Really?"

He nodded. He was about to say something when suddenly someone appeared to his side. A sophisticated woman. I gasped when she grab his chin and give him a kiss on his lips. How dare her to do it so boldly! As if I am not around. I feel something boiling within me.

While this jerk seems used to this kind of greeting as I did not see any suprise from his face when she released him. Only a sign of recognition.

"Chaerin, what are you doing here?"

She pout her lips. In a flirtatious way. "Seungri is not telling me where you are so I am happy to see you unexpectedly here." Then she looked at me. No, she rather glare at me. "Who is she?"

He smiled. "A special friend."

She raised her eyebrow. "Special? She look ordinary to me." That made me want to slap her pretty face. Then I faked a smile. Acting unaffected.

"That's rude Chaerin."

Instead to feel or say sorry. She smiled seductively at him. "Oppa, I missed you. I haven't see you for months now."

"I am busy."

"I don't care." She put her face close to him. "I'll wait for your call." It's almost a whisper then she left.

"Sorry for that."

I smiled a little. "It's fine. She's just telling the truth."

"No." I am startled on the finality of his voice. "You're really special."

I felt warmth on my chest. "Thank you."

"And you are beautifu