P r o l o g u e

The beginnning to the end.

The man called Dad appears to be a mature version of little Chan Doong while Chanyeol resembles his mom's features.

He comes near me and greets me.

"Hi. You must be Sooyoung," Mr. Park says this like he's hit the jackpot, a lucky kind of grin he's displaying and a voice of hindered excitement.

"Very close Dad, she's Soojung. Hey Jung!" Chanyeol strides up to us, frowning a little at his dad and it goes away in a fraction of a second as he turns to me and grins wildly; I smile in return but a speck of feeling intends my smile to become restrained.

"So, Sooyoung is your girlfriend, and Soojung..." His dad ponders aloud and I finish for him.

"...his best friend from high school. Sooyoung is his college sweetheart."

The word 'sweetheart' rolling off my tongue sounds absolutely funny I wish to laugh but Chanyeol is serious as he nods at me with conviction.

Truly, I agree with "Actions speak louder than words", so loud it impacts me to regret I ever said that.

"Oh, pretty cool. Right, so I won't be a bother now. It's nice to meet you Soojung." Mr. Park shakes my hand and pats his son's shoulder, his amused face turning a little (quite little) solemn and Chanyeol nods after him.

"You must talk about Sooyoung a lot, huh?" Such a stupid question.

"Pretty much." He answers bluntly. Blunt stupid questions deserve blunt stupid answers.

Sooyoung is all over. Soojung is just so over.

I think it's time I stop seeing Chanyeol.

I don't want some kind of tendency coming in between them...and between both of us.

He's in love with her. I'm not in love either.