Dongwoon got out from the van. He turned to the manager.

“I will be back tomorrow morning, straight to the practice. You will get me right hyung?”

The manager nodded and left.

Dongwoon turned back to his family house. He decided to return home today as he wanted to clear his thought. The quarrel between him and Jiyoon just now really made him miserable.

“Why you’re avoiding me, Woonie?” Dongwoon huffed.

“I’m not baby.” Jiyoon crossed her arms.

“Don’t lie.”

Dongwoon kept quiet and turned away. Jiyoon bit her lips.

“You really make me disappointed on you.” Dongwoon turned to Jiyoon.

“What?”

“Woonie, you said you love me! Why you’re doing this to me?!”

“Doing what? Look, yes I love you. But why you…” Jiyoon bit her lips hard and…pang!

Dongwoon looked shock.

“You better kept your words that you love me. Stop chasing for him!” Dongwoon looked puzzle.

“Don’t ever leave me, Woonie. I truly love you, please look at me.” Jiyoon cried. Dongwoon bit his lips. Somehow he was hurt to see Jiyoon’s cry.

“I…I…” Jiyoon hugged Dongwoon tight.

“Please don’t leave me.” Dongwoon held up his hands to return the hug but he stopped.

“Jiyoonie…” Dongwoon loosened her hug.

“I…” Dongwoon was shut up by Jiyoon’s lips. She was crying but Dongwoon was clueless. He can’t feel anything anymore.

Slowly he pushed away Jiyoon. Jiyoon looked frown.

“Woonie…”

“I need to think. I’m sorry.” Dongwoon let go off her hand.

Jiyoon looked mad. Dongwoon already walked away.

“I will never let you go, Woonie! I love you!”

Dongwoon ignored that loud scream.

“Ahdeul~~” Dongwoon quickly smiled to his mother.

“Umma.” Mrs. Son hugged his son. Dongwoon returned it back.

“How’s your day?” They entered the house.

“I’m okay, we are preparing for a concert. Ouh yeah, I will send the ticket later.” Mrs. Son nodded.

“I’m glad to see you Woonie. Umma miss you so much.”

Dongwoon smiled. Both of them sat on the couch.

“Umma.”

“Hum?”

“Can you cook my favourite food?” Mrs. Son smiled.

“You really come here on the perfect time. I’m thinking to cook one of your favourite, who knows you really come home?” Dongwoon smiled.

“Yeah, my umma the best.”

Mrs. Son smiled. “Go rest in your room while I prepared the dinner.”

Dongwoon nodded. Mrs. Son ruffled his hair and walked to the kitchen.

Dongwoon sighed before took his bag and walked to his bedroom.

He entered the room and started to lie on his bed with a heavy thought.

Why did I push her away?

Because you can’t deny yourself anymore.

Huh?

Woonie, ask yourself…do you love her?

Dongwoon stayed silent for a while.

You can’t give an answer right?

I…I don’t know.

You already know yourself.

Dongwoon shook his head.

I…

Yoon Doojoon.

That name made Dongwoon felt suffocated again. He really can’t deny that one name can affect his soul and heart.

I…

You love him, Son Dongwoon. You really love him.

But…

Open your heart, Dongwoon. You trapped it for too long already.

What…

“Woonie, come out. The dinner is ready. Appa already come home.”

Dongwoon snapped from his thought. “Neh, umma. Chakamman.”

Dongwoon sat on his bed.