As soon as the taxi stopped, I immediately rushed to the door, and ran to the elevator. As it was going up, I was thinking of ways on how to explain everything to her nicely. But my mind was so chaotic that I never even really had the time to organize my thoughts. As soon as the door opened, I darted to her door. I knocked twice, and her maid was the one who answered.

"Ahjumma-" I said, I was about to ask about YoonA, but instead, she was looking at me disappointedly. She was even shaking her had. I was in big trouble. I just decided to search for her instead, but there was no trace of her at all. When I went back to the living, the curtains to her window flew, and because of that, I saw a shadow. I opened the door to her balcony and I saw her there.

I sighed a relief. She was still in her outside clothes. She was sitting on the bench and hugging her knees. I walked towards her, I kissed the top of her head, but instead she hugged herself closer. I frowned to myself, and sat next to her. 

I stared at her, her nose was red, even her eyes. She obviously cried. I felt my heart squeezed. I felt really bad, knowing that it was my fault why she was like that. When the breeze came again, her hair moved. When I put some strands in place, she slapped my hand.

"Noona, I-" I started.

"Is Hara okay?" She asked. Her voice was thick. Now it was really obvious that she'd been crying a lot. 

"Yea, I think she is."

"Then I'm glad you made up. It's late. You should go." She stood up, but I grabbed her arm. 

"Noona, let me explain." I said desperately. I wanted to at least redeem myself, to make her feel better. 

"No, there's no need to explain. Everything's okay." She said, and she was trying to free herself from my hold, but instead, I grabbed on her tighter, and even pulled her closer. 

"If there's nothing wrong then why are you like this? You've been acting cold, even pushing me to go home. It's already obvious that you've been crying the whole afternoon. Don't you think I also feel bad about this?" I said. 

She looked at me. She was starting to tear up again. "Do you really wanna know? Do you wanna know the reason why I'm like this?" She said angrily.

I looked at her intently. 

"It's because I'm angry at myself. I'm angry at myself for being jealous." She said, her voice even cracked. She was on the verge of crying again. "I'm so jealous of Hara. I'm so jealous of how close she is with you. I'm jealous how you're both casual when you're together. Every time I see you with her, you always smile brightly, you're always having fun, and I wonder if you ever feel that way with me. I'm so jealous of her, but at the same time, I feel horrible for even wanting to compete with her just for your attention.." She looked at me, "I just want you all to myself, just-" 

I hugged her tight. Right there, I just wanted her close. I was feeling guilty for maing her sad like this, but at the same time I'm feeling a bit happy. It's because she was actually telling me her feelings. Hearing this all from her, just kept my heart flying to the clouds. 

I cupped her face in between my hands and stared at her. "You make me feel happy, everytime I'm with you, I'm at my happiest. So you don't need to worry about that." I looked at her gently, "And there's no competition, since you'll always be on the top. You'll always be the one I love YoonA." I kissed her forehead. "I'll always be yours, always. No one will ever come between us."

"Do you promise that?' She said softly. 

I nodded, holding out my pinkie, she responded to my gesture, "I promise." I said.