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It was raining.

Hardly.

Yet, you couldn’t feel anything.

Your mind went blank.

Didn’t bother a man who calling your name, you kept walking to a bus stop—that you remember should be near here somewhere.

That sight. That sight should be painful. That sight should make you in tears right now. That sight, really a great finale for your bad—no, awful day.

“I said stop, Han Yoora!!” his voice suddenly boomed among the raindrops sound. His voice. You felt something inside your heart.

You stopped where you at, didn’t give a damn that the rain would make you soaked even more.

No word. No voice. Just his panting and raindrops. You lazily turned to face him. “What now, Hyukjae? I’m tired, I want to go home.” there was no lie in your word. You were tired, and those sight multiply your fatigue. “Please, let me explain—“

“I don’t need that,” you cut him, “Everything that I saw, is clear enough for me. No need explanation, Hyuk.” your voice was low, but he could hear you clearly. He clearly could hear fatigue, disappointment, and many other things he couldn’t tell in your voice.

“I am nothing compare to her. She is sweet. Her voice is amazing. Infact, she is close to your ideal type. Unlike me,” he frowned, didn’t want to believe what he just heard, “you don’t have to explain anything because I understand that.” and the next thing you said was nightmare for him,

“I’m letting you go,”

“We are done, now.”

You threw your gaze from him and turned around, walk away from him.

Everything that you’ve said is completely beyond your control. You didn’t even shed a tears nor stuttering. You just said what’s in your mind.

Then, a pair of arm hugged you tightly, pressing your body against his. “No…” he voiced, “please, don’t say that…please…” he breathe heavily, his chest moved along his breathing. He spun you and cupped your cheek with his trembling hand. Scared and sadness filled his eyes. Tears also formed in his eyes. “Please tell me that you’re joking right now… you won’t leave me, right? Please, Yoora…. Let me exp—“ “Enough, Hyukjae.”  again, you cut him, and pried his hand. “I won’t fall for it anymore,” both of your tone and your stare became colder than the rain, “The trust I gave you is more than enough.” his eyes widened, and something breaking was clear to see from it. “We. Are. Over.” you gave stress on each word.

Then, a black car approached. L.Joe came out and immediately put his jacket around your head, “Let’s go, Yoora.” he said, flashing a soft smile. Like pouring some salt water to a fresh new scar for Hyukjae to saw you obeyed and followed him to his car. The car was driving away, leaving Hyukjae with his head hung low.

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From the moment the car move, none of you start a convo. You were drown in your thoughts, while L.Joe just don’t