Heejin POV

I followed Kyuhyun to the glassroom at the rooftop. He stood there and stared at me. Somehow, anger started to grew in me. He was the one who said that he needs to talk to me but he's not speaking at all. "If there's nothing that you want to say, then I shall leave."

I turned and walked to the door, and ask I was about to turn the door knob, he spoke, "I'm sorry." I stopped without turning back. "I'm sorry for my action yesterday." "You should apologize to Hyukjae instead, not me." I replied coldly. I can hear footsteps coming closer to me from behind.

"Heemin..." He held onto my hand and turned me around, making my back lean against the wall. He trapped me inbetween his arms. Somehow, I had a difficulty in breathing and my heart is beating fast. And the anger in me seems to disappear.

I looked up to met his brown saddened eyes. "Heemin, did you really forgotten about me? I had been waiting for you even though I got the news that you are dead. Did you know how much tears I cried for you and did you know how much I miss you?" A tear escaped from his eyes which makes my heart clenched.

"Kyuhyun...I'm not Heemin.." I muttered. He punched his fist on the door and yelled, "You are! You are Heemin! MY HEEMIN!" I flinged at his yell. However, tears kept falling from his cheek. "Heemin, what have you done to me? If you had forgotten about me, then why did you come back?"

I slowly lifted my hand and wiped the tears of his. "Kyuhyun, I don't know who Heemin is. But stop hurting yourself already. I bet she won't be happy to see you like this." He grabbed my hand that