I kept walking, not knowing where I went. Suddenly, I was surrounded by three girls, their faces beautiful but cold.

"So you're the one..." The middle one said, twirling a strand of hair on her finger, walking forward.

"What do you want?" I spat. Social birds also gave me a bad feeling.

"Hey, honey, relax," the one on the left said, smiling. "She's called an ice princess for a reason."

"Hey Steph, not sure my sister likes that nickname," the one on the right said, glaring.

"Relax, Krys. You know who we're sent by, don't you?" The middle one interjected, smiling coldly.

My mind raced. Key? What did he want from me.

The one on the right (Krys?) grabbed my arm gently. "Why don't you take a look at this?" She put in my hand a letter. "Jess here wrote it all, and she doesn't lie easily, especially on paper."

The middle girl (Jess) rolled her eyes. "Like anyone thought I could. So why don't you read it, while you have it. Trust me, it took me pains to write it."

They all smiled, turned around, and started walking away.

I sighed, trying to calm myself down. "Breathe," I told myself, then looked at the letter.

Dear Min,

Please understand what I was trying to save you from-angry fans, desperate attempts to make incidents with idols-

Never mind. You probably already thought of that.

The truth is, I wanted to break down crying when I saw you running away from me as if I was a monster. And truth was, I was a monster. I took advantage of your blindness, I put you in my life even though I never put it properly in yours, and I expected you as my friend, even though I never told you my name.

Please accept my apologies. I beg you. If the girl that I saw that was strong and fragile, talented and unique, never forgave me... Would at least would you pick up the pieces of my heart as they fell?

I trust you to do the right thing. So make a choice. Keep walking, or find me. I'm sure you know where I mean. God bless you.

Key

P.S. What the hell is he talking about??-Jessica.

Jessica of SNSD? My mind twirled. I had just met her, and Tiffany, and f(x)'s Krystal???

But there was a more important choice at hand.

I walked back, down the stairs, scanned my card, and hung on tight to metal poles. And then I was through the doors.

And there he was waiting, his eyes surprised as I walked up.

I let my hand fly, slapping him across the face. "That's what you derserve," I said quietly.

His eyes searched in mine. "Why?"

"Because I don't want to bother picking up the pieces of your heart," I answered, letting a smile spread across my face.

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AHHHHHH! I'm back!

Sorry for all the readers for letting you in the dark so long...Thanks to my coauthor, at least that wasn't so bad. Right? Right? -sobs-

Anyhow, I'm getting a feel again how this story is going to go. Yeeha! Let's ride this thing until the end! Fighting!