Krystal started biting her lower lip. She shouldn't be there, why was she there? Why in the world she said yes? But when she realized what she did it was too late. She was already in the restaurant, waiting for him. She was so lucky no one noticed who she was. At least this time she was sure no one would take a picture of her with a guy. One was bad enough.

Her company had to came up with an excuse she knew no one believed in, but at least they stopped annoying her because of it. Sure, she wished it was Myungsoo but....he did said he didn't wanted to see her ever again, didn't he? So it wasn't her fault was she? And she wanted to forget, she wanted to forget everything that happened that day and not remember every single thing.

“Sorry to keep you waiting!” Hearing that, Krystal looked up and gave a small smile. She just continued looking at him and saw him sit in front of her. He was wearing a very shinning smile, his eyes sparkling, just by looking at her. Well, he was Minsoo.

He was known for having an incredibly charming smile and for having those eyes that captured people, and she couldn't deny he was one of the most handsome men she ever saw. “The broadcast took longer than I expected to.” She didn't know why he was justifying himself. It wasn't like she was asking him what took him so long, but in a way, she kinda liked he was doing it.

“I promise next time I won't be so late.” Next time? Why was he saying next time? Did he wanted a second time? They didn't even started this date, and he was already thinking about a next one? She had to admit, it was something she wasn't that used to. He just smiled at her and his eyes were sparkling even more.

When it was Myungsoo, he would just give her small smiles and wouldn't look at her, but with this guy...he was looking at her like she was the only girl in the whole world. It was so different, but she wouldn't think too much for it. It was just a smile, wasn't it? Nothing else. “It's okay...I haven't been here for that long.”

She said and he continued smiling at her. She couldn't help but blush a little when she felt those eyes looking at her. “Still, you shouldn't be waiting for me, right? I was the one who invited you.” Krystal just nodded and continued listening to him.

She hardly opened to speak, she would just listen to him and eat, nothing else. Both started looking at each other and she could feel a rather awkward atmosphere around them, but she wouldn't say a thing. But for some reason, she had no idea why, her head started thinking what would happen if the had bumped into Minsoo on that night, and not Myungsoo.

“Before you ask, I got your number from Eeteuk-hyung. A long time ago. I just got the courage to call you now..” She couldn't help but feel rather...flattered? It seemed he wanted to meet her for a long time, but just managed to call her now. “You probably didn't wanted to call me because of the rumors right? It would ruin your image...”

She said looking down to her hands but then she felt his hand touch hers. It was a very light touch that only lasted a couple of seconds and nothing more. “I don't care about those rumors. I always learned not to trust them!” He made a pause and she could feel her heart beat a little faster when she heard it. “And from what I see, those rumors, couldn't be far from the truth.” Now she couldn't help but blush when she heard it.

And yes, she had to admit he was getting her attention and some interest. Minsoo was so different from Myungsoo, or at least, he knew how to lie. “But I'm not complaining. Because of those rumors, I get you all to myself right?” He asked and she looked at him with a huge blush on her face. He just smiled and continued talking to her, always making sure to say she was a wonderful company and that he was enjoying this date and couldn't picture himself with anyone else.

She wanted to speak, she didn't wanted to spend the whole time looking at him and just nod. But as she looked at him she would think of Myungsoo. She wanted him to call her, she wanted him to be with him. She wanted him to call and say that he didn't cared about anything else, that he just wanted to be with her and didn't cared about what the others said, nothing more. Was that too much to ask for?

“I guess it is...” She whispered, not even noticing it was out loud. “...Are you alright?” Looking up she looked at him and she saw he was looking worried at her. She felt a small shiver travel down her body and she just started biting her lower lip. “I'm fine...” She said but he raised his brow not believing a word she was telling her.

He took a slow, deep breath and grabbed her hand. He did it in such a soft way Krystal couldn't help but shiver when she felt it. It was a touch so different from Myungsoo's. She just stood there looking down to their hands and didn't said a word, she couldn't even think about something to say at that moment. “I can see you're not fine...”

Minsoo made a pause and looked at her making Krystal a little suspicious, not knowing what to do but stood there listening to everything. “You're thinking about that picture with Myungsoo aren't you?” When Krystal heard this, she couldn't believe what she just heard. She just stood there looking at him. “Anyone could see it was him. People just want to believe is someone else.” With that Krystal nodded and knew he was right. Anyone could see it was the two of them, but people just wanted to see someone else, they didn't wanted to see Myungsoo there, they wanted to see another guy. “And I know you spent this whole time wishing I was him...”

Now Krystal felt really bad. She did do that. She spent the whole time comparing both guys, and no matter how much she didn't wanted it, Myungsoo would always be better, he would always be the guy she wanted, even thought she couldn't hide how painful it was. Every time she thought about Myungsoo's smile, she could feel her chest getting so tight it was painful. She didn't wanted to mean towards the other, but it was something stronger than her.

“But I can be better than him.” No, that was impossible. There was no one better than Myungsoo, at least not for her. She looked at him and noticed he had moved a little closer to her. “I just need you to give me a chance...” He was so close, maybe a little too close, but she didn't had the strength to pull him away. “I...I can't...”

She whispered to him but then she felt his hand on her right cheek. She looked at him and he gave her a small smile. “He hurt you...and I just want to make you forget all about that pain..” She started biting her lower lip but she knew she should allow it, right? “I just want to see you smile...”This moment reminded her of the time she and Myungsoo were about to kiss the first night.

The first night they talked, the first night they actually met each other, without those rumors, without people around them. Minsoo was moving so close that she couldn't even think and everything became worst when she felt him pressuring his lips against her. Her whole body felt hot and all she could do was close her eyes, and nothing else.

His lips were soft, hot and sweet. She would never imagining something like that, specially with the image he gave to the world. It was like he was saying he was ready to protect her. What would she feel if Myungsoo had kissed her that night? What? Would she feel the same? Would she feel even more than that? This was probably a sign that she and Myungsoo weren't meant to be. Minsoo was probably the way to go...she was almost sure.

Myungsoo stood there looking at the two people inside of the restaurant. He could swear his heart stopped when he saw the scene in front of him. This couldn't be real, there was no way this was real! No, it couldn't be. Those two...they couldn't be kissing. Krystal couldn't be kissing other guy. She was his! Or at least she was going to be. But it seemed the universe wasn't of the same opinion. As soon he heard from his band mate that Krystal and Minsoo were a date he left the house as fast as he could.

And there he was, with flowers on his hand, and he was ready to beg her to take him, to have all of him, to forgive what he did. That in fact he did wanted her more than her and that he loved more than anything else. He was ready to tell her he never felt something like that towards anyone, that he was willing to do anything for her, all she needed to do was say. But...when he saw Minsoo get so close to her...when he saw his friend hold her hand, when he saw him kissing her...it was like he had entered a black whole and nothing would bring him back.

He couldn't even believe how painful it was. He couldn't even breath. He stood there looking to the floor, feeling the tears running down his cheeks and his body completely numb. He didn't know what to do. He just wanted to die. The image before his eyes was something he never experienced and he honestly wished he was dead. At least dead he would be in piece and he wouldn't suffer so much like he was.

“What am I going to do?” He felt so helpless. “That thing of saying real love is wanting the person to be happy is just crap!” Myungsoo said to himself. It was like the world ended for him, that there was no use for him. That he was just a piece of clothe that was used and now it was old and needed to be thrown away.

He was so focused on his own pain, own his suffering, that he didn't noticed a couple, walking into his direction, holding hands, one of them looking extremely happy. He didn't noticed, not until a soft, familiar voice called him.

How he wanted that voice to call him every day, how he wanted that voice to whisper how much he was loved, every single hour, how much he wanted that voice to tell him he wasn't alone and would always be loved, no matter what. He looked to the side and he could swear he heard his heart breaking into millions of pieces.“....Myungsoo?”

There they were. Minsoo holding Krystal's hand tightly, and his eyes showing how happy he was. Krystal on the other hand, he didn't know what she was feeling, but he honestly didn't cared. All he wanted was to break them apart and break Minsoo's jaw in the process. He knew he looked like a loser. He had a bouquet on his right hand and tears on his face. How worst could that be? But all he wanted to do, was to grab her and say she was his. ….But now....What could he do?