Life had never been easy for Soojung.   Soojung was abandoned by her husband. Soojung was alone. Soojung was hurt by her husband. Soojung could say nothing because no one in her side (except Taemin and his fiancee). Soojung was devastated.   Soojung thought her miserable life's source was her husband.   Sure, Soojung loved her husband. A lot. She couldn't even imagine how her life would be without him.   Soojung was blinded. By love, and by her insecurity. She thought she couldn't lose him because that's everyone's happiness. She only focused about everyone else's happiness but her.   Taemin and Jinri had told her many times about her stupidity. Even Taemin, who was supposed to take his brother's side didn't even bother to do so. He even sai that if Soojung wanted to divore, he would gladly help. He just couldn't stand his brother's selfish act which hurt his best friend's feelings.   Soojung's heart was really fragile. She didn't even know when was the last time she laughed sincerely. She found it hard to laugh, even smile. No one could cure it. Not even Taemin or her beloved sister, Soyeon. In front of her family, Soojung acted like her marriage life was wonderful. She said she was loved by her husband and that's enough for them to believe it.   But Soojung was used to it. She was used with her lonely night, cutting-wrist routine, crying herself to sleep, or getting drunk all by herself in her room.   It was like that, until Soojung met Jongin.   Soojung found Jongin was rude, annoying, no manner, and maniac. But Soojung couldn't hate him. Soojung felt the magnetic pull of his personality, and she caught his charm even the charms he didn't display. That boy was trouble, and Soojung hated getting herself into trouble. But Jongin forced her to do it somehow.   Jongin, that boy with captivating beauty (yes, beauty. Even Soojung was surprised with that word), a charmer who had a serious and complex split personality (once he was an angel, then he changed into a devil), strangely could make her smile, in every impossible way. He could come up with ideas to make her laugh, almost naturally like breathing. Soojung liked it when her lips twitched and she bursted into laughter. Soojung liked it when that bastard knew when he had to make her laugh. His timing was perfect.   He passed by in Soojung's life, only to make her life more miserable. As soon as they were apart, Soojung couldn't stop crying and she didn't even know why. It looked like she lost something big, and precious. She lost her reasons to smile, she lost someone who helped her getting through her depression, in less than 24 hours. Someone who barely knew her but at the same time, penetrated her soul with his deep stare.   Like tonight, a few days after Jongsuk left, Soojung was alone in her bedroom. She hugged her pillow and her mind wandered around. She didn't think about her husband, about what he probably did with his secretary at that time, rainy days and the temperature dropped like rocket (in which Soojung usually cried when her fantasy went wild). She just stayed quiet, thinking about someone who stayed in her mind for a few days already. Officially.   Soojung wanted to laugh, and Jongin was the first one who came to her mind. She didn't know why that bastard undoubtedly preoccupied her mind when Soojung was quite sure that she had nothing to do with him anymore. That person just wanted her money, and she just wanted to return his clothes. End of business.   Beside, he hates women. Soojung added mentally.   Soojung sighed, not knowing what to do. She needed to distract herself so she did many things: from cooking (and stopped when she saw chicken), listening to music (and stopped, when she heard Musiq soulchild's songs because it reminded her of certain someone), watching tv (and stopped, when the soccer match was aired on tv and Soojung sighed when she read 'Chelsea vs Manchester United' on it), and many more.    "You need to go out." Taemin adviced her through their daily phone call. Soojung desperately called him, asking for help. An