Her POV

"What?"

"You’ve heard me."

"Wait.. You’re breaking up with me?"

"Yes."

"Wait, ____, huh? Wait what?  Why?"

"A jerk like you should be smart enough to know the reason"

 

With every ounce of energy left, you walked away from him. 
You left him standing in the wind, hoping the cold wind will give him beatings like how your heart could never bear to hurt him.
But he did. He hurt you. 
That bastard.

You walked, only seeing your feets overcoming the space infront, only hearing his conversation with her replaying in your head, only seeings blurred images of everything. 
You’re crying. Wait, you’re crying, you just realised.

That jerk, how can he do this to you? 
He may be an idol, but you’re a human too. How can he just treat you like this?

"I’ll never sing of love, if it does not exist.." 
Paramore’s The Only Exception played in your head interjecting his conversation, which was getting louder by the minute and certain parts was unnecessarily emphasised.
 

-Flashback-
You were going to pay him a surprise visit since he has been working so hard recently, hopefully you can give him some energy. Truthfully, you also missed him, since he was always busy with practices.

You were by the door, was about to slowly open trying to not make any sounds to surprise him with a back hug.

”______? “

“Yes, … Does she knows..?”

“Uh..”

“You mean, she is still oblivious?”

“Uhh.. “

"Wow... you're so good at acting."

"Uh… "

"Can you ever imagine if she ever finds out that you’re dating her to get special privileges and extra air time and exclusive jobs.. She’ll probably hire all the lawyers to sue you. "

"..... If you and I don’t speak how will she knows?"

You gulped. He.. Didn’t just said that right?

"You’re right… But.. wait.. why didn't let her go since you have already gained the fame you need? 
OhMyGod,... You like her? Am I right? You fell for her? You fell for that brat?!"

You clenched your fists, who is that lady to speak so lowly of you like that?!?

But.. Your heart soften a little, he’ll ..say yes right?

"…"

Your heart pounded, sending vibrations to the ground beneath your feets. 



“Are you kidding me?”

Your heart crashed into the pits of your stomach, you can literally hear the sounds of glass breaking everywhere. 
Or maybe just your heart. So what you thought was love was merely just him using you as a puppet to gain fame.
 

"You’re talking about that b*tch who thinks she owns the world and everything revolves around her. 
She thinks she’s really pretty but they are just masks created from money. 
She is so disgusting, how can you say such things to put me down?"

 

Put-you-down? The existence of you beside him, is a disgrace to him?! What?

That lady, who ever she was, snickered. How could she? 
Does she knows who you are? 
You could send her all the way down the bottom of the heap surviving on tree barks if you wanted.
 

"Just so I thought,.. Ah but you won’t need her anymore. 
You have already gained so much fame, your money is already forming mountains, you must be happy. "

"Of course."

That jerk. That bastard who you thought was your first love actually used you.
 

You stormed out of the place and immediately called your chauffeur. 
Apparently you weren’t exactly quiet and he was startled with the noises and ran towards you.

"Hey.. Sweetie, looking for me?"
That angel smile. Fake.

You gave the same fake smile, “No darling, I was finding _______ oppa”
 

His face turned sour, “Why?! I thought I told you to not hang out with him?”
 

You smirked, “Just in time honey, you reminded me that I have something to tell you... “
"Let’s break up. "
 

“What?”

"You’ve heard me."

"Wait.. You’re breaking up with me?"

"Yes."

"Wait, ____, huh? Wait what?  Why?"

"A jerk like you should be smart enough to know the reason"

-Flashback ends-



With that, you found yourself lost in the streets. 
Your phone has been vibrating non-stop, probably missed calls from him and maybe your chauffeur. 
You can’t posssibly meet your chauffeur, he’ll tell your father of your crying face.

The wind blew and you shuddered in response. 
It felt like the wind bit your skin, once again reminding how silly you were. 
Love, what is love?
You get into love, all fuzzy and warm, sooner or later, either one will get hurt. That’s love.

You clenched your fist at this thought, how can he break your heart like that? 
“Don’t you know…who I am?,” You barely heard yourself, he is right.

You have always acted like a spoilt brat. 
It wasn’t your fault, you grew up this way, that’s how it was. Nobody ever reprimanded you. 
This was the reality. He only used you, he didn’t love you. Because you’re just a brat..

“I… am the..girl… who had just fell out..,” you almost choked as a new surge of emotions overwhelmed you, “of her first love.”

 

 

His POV. 
It's snowing. 
Snow. 
The wind blew. 
I was holding a bouquet of roses. 
And a note. 
The last one.

I gave a deep sigh and chewed my lower lips. 
One year has passed. 
I looked pitifully at the roses on my hand. 
They are coated with light flakes of fallen snow. 
The colour red was slowly vanishing. 
Just like my memories of her. 
I can barely remember the sound of her laughter. 

Today. 
One year after her death. 
My silly angel, why did you left me thinking I'll be better off with you? 
It hurts my heart to say that I'm happy that you've died, because you can no longer feel the pain. 
Our four years of memories, 
I'm only haunted by the last year with you looking so frail. 

I'm sorry, I can't protect you well.
I can't let you suffer less.  

I took seat on the bench nearest to me to open her last note. 
It was sealed. 
She said to open after one year of her death. 
My hands trembled slightly. 
Was it because of the cold wind, or the fear of what's written inside? 
I didn't know. 

I carefully slid open the sealed part of the letter. 
A white note was neatly placed inside. 
I stared longingly at the white note. 
My heart beats could be heard. 
My fingertips was already frozen from the frost. 
I closed my eyes and tried to remember her beautiful face. 

I can't do it. 

I looked around and saw a crying girl. 
She sat across me. 
She seems like a rich girl. 
With the newest bag and fancy clothes. 
Why would she be crying? 

I sighed. 
I guess its a cold winter night for the both of us. 

I bit my lips again. 
Be brave. 
With another deep breath, I took out the note. 


 

To my lovely protector :) 
How are you? 

It has been one lonely year for the both of us... 
I am so sorry that I had left you alone. 
My protector. 

But right now, 
I'll be your protector. 

I've left you in so much pain. 
A whole year alone. 

The Sun will shine after today. 
Forget me if you must.. 
I just want to see the smile on your face again. 

I won't be back. 
But, I'll wait for you. 

Till then,... 
Find someone. Don't be alone anymore

Protect her just like how you had protect me. 

Most importantly, 

Love her, just like how you loved me. 

I Love You. 
 

 He cried in agony. 
Love, what is love?
You get into puddles of struggles and pain.
But both of you don't mind getting hurt for each other. 
That’s love.




Protector JoonMyeon stared at the two of them and shook his head. 
The winter night. 
Two broken hearted people. 
One fallen from the top. 
The other stuck in misery. 

He waved his finger, and the fallen snow starts to get smaller. 
The wind seems to have understood and stop howling. 

He smiled warmly at the two of them. 

"Tonight," 

He closed his fingers in and closed his eyes. 
He muttered a few inaudible words. 

He opened his eyes, 

and something happened. 

A single rose was blown off the bench to the one opposite. 
And it landed on the girl's lap. 

She stopped crying. 
She peered at the rose. 
She looked up. 
She saw a man crying. 

She thought for a while before getting up. 

"Excuse me?"
He looked up. 

With less snowing, his vision was clearer. 
She was really beautiful. 
She... looks just like her. 

" This must be yours," she smiled, " It actually flew across to where I was seated..." she giggled. " What a wind huh?" 

His heart recognised that giggle anywhere. 
But... 

He cleared his throat and smiled. 
" It's for you then" 

" Ohoh... No... I don't think I can accept this. " 

He found himself staring at her... 
Maybe, this is what she meant. 

"Why is that so? " he slightly frowned. 

"I.. ," she paused. 
She bit her lips. 
Her heart hurts again. 
She closed her eyes and another tear slide down. 

He felt a strange feeling inside. 
He actually felt painful from staring at her crying. 
He stood up to hug her. 
She was shocked initially. 
But she gave in and cried harder. 

" I'll protect you. " He and Protector JoonMyeon say in unison. 

That wintery night,
He found a person to protect. 
She found a man to protect her.