“What is wrong with you hyung?!?” Kikwang bursted into Yoochun's office later that afternoon, more than pissed off. “You didn’t have to hurt her because of A STUPID PICTURE! I trusted you to take care of her! Not hurt her! But I guess I was wrong… you can’t think for anyone else but that dead girlfriend of yours. And you know what hyung? Let me turn this around for you. Even IF you are my cousin, I am not going to just stand by and watch you hurt my friend. She means a lot to me and she’s been through way to much to be treated like trash especially by someone who’s hurting everyone around him for someone dead.” Kikwang angrily kicked the desk in front of him then stormed out of the room leaving Yoochun behind to think about what he just said.    Yoochun's grip around his pen tighten and his fist started turning white as he thought back to today's incident. Slowly he started feeling guilty and his chest tightened as he remembered the scared and hurt look she had given him. Closing his eyes, he rested his head back alittle before tossing the pen in his hand across the room, feeling more than frustrated.    That night Sammii sat on her couch thinking back to the event of this afternoon, she felt immensely guilty for breaking Yoochun’s picture frame especially since it meant so much to him.    Sighing she pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her head on it, suddenly the door bell started ringing. Standing up she went to go get the door, “Kikwang op