The atmosphere in the building was cold. "Yes, how can I help you?" asked a police officer whose name was Jaehwan, he had this kind smile and a cheery face. Contrast to the atmosphere in the jail.

"Uh, I need to visit Kim Taehyung." I said. I've been trying my best to find time to visit Taehyung. But, school has been cruel to me and my parents were busy teaching me about handling the company as they wanted to retire soon. 

As for Bangtan- they were not mad at me at all. Jin even calmed me down when I apologized to them, "It's okay, Sunggi ah. Things will get better soon." I hope so.

It has been a few months after Taehyung got arrested. I can finally see him now, I thought. Jaehwan nodded and led me to a room where other prisoners were meeting their visitors. I straightened my school uniform and sighed.

Don't cry, don't cry, I murmured under my breath as if it was a spell. 

"Please wait here. Kim Taehyung ssi will be coming soon. You need to use that phone to talk and listen to him." Jaehwan kindly showed me the ugly looking telephone that would let me hear Taehyung's deep voice.

I sat on the chair- facing this glass that seperated me and the chair across me. I stared at the ground mindlessly- I wondered myself how will I face Taehyung. Will he hate me? Questions continued to run my mind.

I startled as someone knocked the glass. My eyes widened and I resisted the urge to cry. I picked up the phone, my lips were shivering.

"Sunggi ah!" this very familiar deep voice. "T-Taehyung," my voice was slow. Taehyung still looked the same- pretty and handsome. His dark orbs showed sincere happiness but his expressions were tired.

"Yah, after all these weeks- you're still a crybaby." he laughed. Although he was right in front of me, we were damn seperated thanks to this glass. "I'm s-sorry," I stuttered.

Taehyung let out a sigh, "No. Please stop." Our eyes both met and I quickly looked away. "I feel- guilty. You- don't belong here." 

Taehyung laughed in response, "What? Sunggi, I killed people here. But-" He then stopped. I looked at him, he was staring at me. "Don't worry. I'll come back and meet you like after uh," he then counted his fingers.

"10 years later, I guess? By that time, you're already married!" he gasped. I gave him a weak laugh, honestly- I thought I could spend more time with Taehyung- but I never thought of marrying someone else. Why did he brought that up?

"Maybe- yo