“Leave! I don’t need you! We don’t need you!”

“I’ll leave without you saying.”

“You ruin this family! How could you do this to us?”

“I don’t even know who you are, you’ve changed. You’re not the woman I fell in love with.”

“This is still me? What are you even saying?”

“The woman I fell in love with is not someone built with prizes.”

“Prizes? I’m working my here for you and Jongin!” Jongin saw the thick tears start to flow in his mother’s eyes that made her eyeliner ruined under her eyes that makes her look….stress.

“You’re always in your boutique; do you even think of us? Remember when you, me and Jongin have dinner, you went outside the restaurant and do your duty calls. The time when Jongin need someone to take him home, its raining that time and what did you do, you let Jongin wait for you while he was being soak by rain, I’m glad Ms. Jung calls me. And oh! Before I forget, remember the mother and child event on their school, he’s the only one without a mom because his mother went out with her friends.”

“S-stop!” Her mother cries.

“I always tried to understand you but it’s too much, too much that it hurts.”

“I-I can ch-change.” Her mother closes the gap between his father, holds his father’s hand but his father brushed it away. How does an eight year old boy watch this heart breaking scene of his parents?

“I’m sorry.”

“How dare you? If you even leave that door there’s no one who will open it for you!”

His father stops his trace through the door and Jongin swear that he saw a hint of tear falls from his. As Jongin was standing behind the flowery pot under the stair in his room, Jongin tried to be brave and walks toward his father and calls him.

“Dad?”

He leans down in Jongin’s level, ruffles his hair and hugs him tightly. He straightened up again and without looking back he told his ex-wife, “I’m leaving. Take care of Jongin.”

“Don’t pretend you’re a good father. You even choose him over us.”

“I love him.” His father closes the door, that’s the last things he remembers to his father. The day that Jongin saw his mom crying in the corner of their kitchen, the day his father left them is the day he started to hate the latter.

“I, Kim Jongin, promise to myself that I’ll never be like him. I’ll never love someone who has the same gender as mine. I will never be a ing .”