Saera stared down at her food, making sure she didn't meet anyone's gaze as she kept an ear out on the conversation that was made between her family, and Daehyun's family.   She didn't utter a word, and hardly ate anything although she knew that she should because she had been near-starving herself these days.   Suddenly, Daehyun's mother asked, "Saera, you just a finished high school, right?"   Saera's head snapped up, and she felt the awkward silence as everyone waited for her answer. She hated attention ; being the focal point of everyone else's eyes...but what could she do about it ? Run away and hide? Cry and break down ? No, she was too calm and collected for that.   "Yes, I did." she replied formally.   "What are you going to major in?" she asked again, politely wiping with a napkin.   As if she was a rabbit caught in her headlights, she felt her ears turn red, but she remained stoic and replied, "I haven't decided yet."   Her mother raised an eyebrow, and interrupted, "She isn't smart enough to study the doctor degree like Saemi, of course, but she should at least major in law. Right?"   Her mother laid her gaze on the frail Saera, and she felt herself cower a little from intimidation.   Her fists clenched tightly as she clung on her fabric from her grey cardigan, and she nodded as she avoided her gaze in the process. She wanted to scream out that she wasn't going to major in stupid ing law, and she was going to do what she wanted.   Before she could burst, though, they changed the topic to Daehyun and Saemi's upcoming honeymoon.   For now, she decided, for now she would keep her silence. ---------- Sehun held the glass in hand, watching the liquid swirl around, yet not planning on drinking it.   He was not much of a drinker, but nonetheless, he enjoyed coming to the bar and observe his surroundings quietly in his seat.    His mind swirled with thoughts, about the wedding that had taken place a few days ago. He couldn't erase Saemi's happy face when Daehyun put the ring onto her finger, the beautiful diamond shining mockingly at him.    "Thinking about Saemi?" a familiar voice asked, causing Sehun to jolt out of his thoughts.   He looked up to see Jongin sitting opposite him, shooting him a concerned smile.   Sehun shrugged, and replied, "How can I not? She broke my heart."   Jongin chuckled, "Everybody has been there once or twice . I know it's hard, but you just have to be the bigger person and move on. Mulling around like this won't do anything."   Although the words were a little harsh, Sehun understood his friend's meaning. He couldn't keep living in the past and continually wonder why she decided to leave him like this. He would have to close the lid and forget; otherwise he would probably keep sulking and never find someone better.   Sehun gave him a weak smile, and whispered, "Thanks." ---------- Saera felt the water trickling down her face as she crouched down onto the ground, clutching tightly on a small penknife.   Drip.   Drip.   Drip.   The blood dripped down gently, staining the white tiled-floor in the shower.    As if it was a usual routine, she watched as the blood trickled down her pale white skin, until she finally used her hand to press on the new inflicted wound to stop the blood from flowing out.   Closing the shower tap, she walked out and calmly took a tissue to wipe away the residue blood.   She looked up to see herself in the mirror, what reflected, was a pale,