I was driving over to the recording studio finally. During which, I had many mixed thoughts. I did not know if I was nervous or I was calm. But I knew this day had to come and I had to face it and get it over with. I needed to get over Sungbin. Finalizing the song was one thing. I wanted us to be clear on where we stood. So a few days ago, I arranged the meeting with Sungbin with a simple direct text.

Yubin: Can you meet me to finalize the song? At the studio? On Friday morning?

Sungbin: Sure! At the recording studio near IAB?

Yubin: Yes.

We did music mostly at the IAB studio or his home or this small recording studio close by where Sungbin frequented. I never brought him to JYP's recording studio. Or rather Sungbin always rejected the idea. Come to think of it, I wonder if it was because he did not want to bump into Taec and see how chummy me and Taec still was? Anyways, whatever. If Sungbin continued being this sensitive over Taec and I, it was impossible for us to get back together. Sigh...why the hell was I feeling guilty being back with Taec now?!! Wasn't Sungbin still happily attached to his blondie so why should I feel guilty? And the fact that she was a blonde, I had to get rid of my blond because the feeling of facing him with my blond locks was NOT A OPTION! So I went to the salon yesterday and had them changed the hair color to a light bronze color. Now I felt fabulous.

Ok, I could do this. I could tell him nicely and calmly.... Let's be friends, just friends.

But why did I hate saying that? Like I was the one at fault in the first place?? ARGHH..

Ok, concentrate. Just talk work. Nothing else. Then when work was done, we could talk closure...if possible.

I finally arrived at the small recording studio and realized I was 5 minutes early. .. shouldn't I be fashionably late? After parking my car, I decided to stay in for a while, just so I could be fashionably late. I checked my phone....avoiding Instagram again....or not. So, ok, I was just browsing Instagram and not bothering to like anything or post anything so that was fine.

Then suddenly, I got a shock when someone knocked on my window. I turned and found Sungbin looking at me curiously. Great, so much for pretending to be fashionably late.

"Did I scare you? Sorry..." he said through the window.

I opened my door as I got out. "It's ok. I just arrived." I announced as I shut the door.

"Yeah. Me too." he said. "I was parking my car when I noticed you in your car."

We walked over to the elevator leading to the studio. He was wearing a black coat, black beanie, black jumper and black jeans and I in hated it when he looked good in black. I was wearing a grey coat with white overalls and black pants and a black scarf...like his scarf. We stood in silence as we waited for the lift, trying hard not to make eye contact.

"I like the new hair.." Sungbin said awkwardly, as he stared at the elevator number descending.

A month ago, I guessed would be a happy girlfriend hearing those words from him but now I just felt....upset? Anyway, I did not respond to his compliment as I had no idea how to react in the first place. Like stop saying stuff like this because I really did not know what the real you think of me anymore. One moment I was your beautiful girlfriend and next, someone else was and now you were telling me I have nice hair again? Then again, I knew my new hair was fabulous enough for anyone to notice so why was I getting upset over this?!

Sungbin seemed to noticed my non-reaction and tapped on my arm lightly when the lift finally arrived.

"You ok?"he asked as he held the door to let me in the elevator first.

I nodded. Damn it! How hard was I trying not to look at him. I stood at the far corner of the elevator as he leaned at the other corner, this time looking at me and not trying hard at all to NOT look at me.

Stop staring at me!!!!

Finally the lift stopped at our floor and I swiftly moved out of there. We arrived at the small studio and Sungbin keyed in the door code. I walked in and Sungbin switched on the lights while I headed to a heater to turn on the heat. As if the weather was not cold enough, I was a cold person too. As I turned around, I found Sungbin removing his scarf as he looked at me with sad eyes.

"Yub, we can't be working on silent mode..." he said.

"I...err... I'm just a little tired.. from all the dance practice and all." I gave my excuse but he was right. Why was I acting so cold? We needed to work. "Sorry. Let's start." I apologize