Pressing the car alarm, there head turn to the right alley. There they saw the couple's car which was a Honda Accord 2003 model which was - in every mind would seem old, but this particular car looked brand new and like it hasn't been used at all.

"Come on." Ryohei tugging her arm not bothering to ask if it was okay for him to accompany her.

He felt her stop and she pulled her hand back gently. 

"Oppa. It's okay. I'm sober enough, I can call for a taxi." She said carefully not wanting to offend his gentleman way.

Hearing those words, his mind froze. Memories just came flooding in. Every single piece of it came on at once and he danged hated it. How long was it since he last said those same exact words to the very same person he's now trying to be? Hearing it come from someone else, he was put in the position where he understood those words as 'I don't need your help'. 

"Oppa?" Sunny calling the dazed man's attention to no avail. "I'll call a taxi service. I'll drop you off the house before I head to our dorm." She said and grabbed for her phone.

To her surprise, he grabbed her hand and guided her to the front seat, helping her get buckled up. Sunny was too confused to refuse.

"No. It's okay. I can drive you there myself." He said in a rather dejected tone after strapping himself in the driver's seat.

"Oppa. I really don't want to bother you and besides you might be a little drowsy because of the soju. Don't worry. I can handle myself." 

There it was again. 

"I'm totally fine. Where to?." He argued back and went to take hold of her hand once more.

"Oppa." She said sounding annoyed.

"Look. The faster you tell me the address, the faster we can get there." He said with finality.

Sunny looked at him and he looked at her. From looks of it, there was no point of arguing with him. They were both wasting her time arguing. Frustrated as she may be and with his tone, she had no choice. She really needed to be there.

"Fine." She answered in frustrated defeat.

Ten minutes drive later, they reached the elite neighborhood of Cheongdam in the Gangnam District. Ryohei knew where they were but had no specific idea on who they - she was meeting.  

"Take the next right corner." Sunny told her.

"Who are you meeting anyway?" He asked. 

"My sisters. There." She said pointing to a girl standing by the gate.

There were light posts but it wasn't strong enough to light up the face of the person standing by the gate. Already by the gate, Ryohei parked the car exactly by the gate and put the brakes on. Only when he parked the car that he saw who it was standing by the gate.

"Unnie." The pain in her voice sounded like a child's voice asking for a mother's hug.

Sunny got out of the car and immediately hugged the taller girl.

"How long has this been going on?" She asked pulling herself from hug.

"More than two hours now. Right when Sica unnie came home." She answered. "I think this is their worst, unnie."

Ryohei was just standing there by the driver side of the car listening to the conversation. He knew the girl was from Sunny's girl group but he didn't really know what her name was.

"Oh. Anneonghaseyo." She greeted, wiping her teary eyes.

"Neh. Anneonghaseyo." He replied trying not to sound awkward.

"Oppa. Thank you for the ride. I'd introduce you now but we really need to go now." She said rushed and apologetic.

"I'll probably sleep over or drive back later. You can go ahead now. Be safe, okay?"

"Eoh. Good night." He answered and waited for them to enter the building before getting back to the car.

He strapped himself back and put the key into the ignition but couldn't seem to turn the engine on. The car was fine. It was his mind that kept him from turning on the engine to drive. He knew that there was something bad about to happen or is happening and he knew he can't just live her like that.

Ah, forget it! He thought and started to drive.

In a matter of minutes, after driving away from the neighborhood - and battling with his own brain, he was back and parked by the gate.

He was just there. Hands on the wheel like his about to drive and eyes set on the road, he didn't really know if he should really get going or not. Once again, he couldn't decide. He just really felt like he should be there.

I mean. Come on? The tall girl looked totally worried. But. . . It really doesn't concern me right? I mean. I'm her friend but they are more of sisters than just friends. And we did just kind of meet a few days ago. . . She's still a friend. A friend who somehow acted like you did some years ago.

"Ah! Cheongmal!" He said irritated with himself. 

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