Sehun had always asked himself what was exactly love, had it got to do something with sacrifices or how flattered your heart would be? He didn't know what was love, yet he knew something in him told him that he was deeply in love—a thing he never knew— he was sure, quite certain. He knew that once being in love, it was really hard to let go.       He sighed, looking ahead at the blurry world. The rain  continued to pour, with the rain droplets striking harshly on the ground. It was raining, and yet he had forgotten to bring his umbrella once again. He groaned, shuffling his leather boots upon the wet floor. "Princess would have scold me by now," He whispered to himself softly. A sad smile lit up on his face, as the memories of the past flashed across his mind like the cameras were rolling.       He missed her, after that little fight, they never communicated with each other again. Sehun did try, but Sooyoung didn't reply to him at all, and he was slowly turning crazy. Every second, he was checking his phone, and it never left his sight. That was how mad Sehun was for his only princess, Sooyoung.       "I guess I would have to walk home in the rain," he said to himself, looking up at the dark violet sky, it was as if a dark piece of cloak had covered up the usually sunny sky. "I miss her," He said to no one in particular again, this time he exhaled a shaky breath. He was cold, like freezing literally.       Sehun had just started to take baby steps, and only his little part of the thick coat had gotten wet, when a car halted to a stop in front of him. He gasped in sheer shock, and cussed afterwards at the mess of his coat— which was drenched fully by now— and  was ready to scold whoever the driver was.       "Gina." Sehun muttered, his tone was cold and harsh and he had stopped cleaning up his coat. He didn't cared about his dirty coat now, all he cared about was just the woman in front of him, and how he ever wanted to just wipe off that triumph smirk off her plastic face.       "Hi, Sehun." She waved, tiptoeing slightly. Gina smiled, hiding her flushed red cheeks beneath her palms, Oh Sehun looked absolutely stunning with those rain droplets dripping down from his hairs. He always looked handsome, and managed to flutter that poor weak heart of hers.       "Go away; last thing I ever want is to see your face. So, get lost," Sehun snarled, ruffling his hairs in vexation, he walked away.        "Sehun! Please for once, listen to me!" Gina shrilled from behind, panting heavily as she tried to keep up with Sehun's long strides of feet.        "Listen to all your bulls? I am not doing that, Gina! I don't care how much you love me, because I am never ever ing loving you back! If you really love me, please," Sehun paused, and drew in a long breath, "let me go. Please." He pleaded, and the downpour even gotten itself heavier.        "I...I can't let you go, I am sorry, Sehun." Gina wailed, and soon she was bawling her eyes out. Her wobbly legs soon gave up on her, as she fell down on the ground with a loud thumb. Sehun blinked for several time, he felt something dribbling down from his cheeks, and he didn't knew whether it was his tear or just the rain drop.         He dragged his frozen legs, and headed for the place that he knew would surely bring him warmth and love. Choi Sooyoung's house.       ****       Oh Sehun remembered that he used to come to the ho