18 September 2012

04.

"Do me a favor will you?"

Seohyun shoots him an innocent glance. That one kind he hates the most because she makes him seem like a jerk - though they both know he's far from being one. Or was he?

He rolls his eyes and shrugs. "Be okay and forget about me. Be happy. That's all I want from you."

He let out a chaste laugh, which doesn't make sense because theres no humor to what he said at all or was it maybe just to prevent himself from hearing his heart shatter in the process? He doesn't know. His heart is aching too much at the moment that there's not that much space for another regret.

"Yonghwa..." She tries, but it's useless. She's broken. They're both broken at the moment. Anyway, who's to blame? Then she wonders why hate hasn't come to her yet. Was she that stupid or crazy, even? To keep loving him even though that love is already killing her? She doesn't know.

He stands on his feet after a moment of another hated silence when they could have used that time to say their goodbyes - she doesn't move nor does she look at him as he stood in front of her simply because her knees are too weak to stand, too afraid that she might stumble in front of him. That she doesn't want to happen.

She stares at his palm stretch out in front of her, as if it was something untouchable.

"You're not going to take it? Yah, Seo Juhyun, you're going to regret this! You might never get a hold me..." his voice suddenly softens "...won't you take it?"

And for the countless times she have been stupid in her whole life, she takes it, barely trying to feel the warmth of it. She had made up her mind the first time she held his hand that its the one she would never let go but if she ever did - she had this hunch that she would regret it for a long time, if not forever.

"Thank you..."

He let's go first because holding on to her hurts as much letting go. Then he smiles to her, though this time it's not the usual toothy grin of his, it still seemed edible for one to believe that he was okay. Finally, he turns around and walks away.

She clutches her heart and starts pounding it as if it would lessen the pain. The tears she doesn't want to fall were too inevitable, so they flowed as easily as the raindrops fell from the sky.

Stupid tears. Stupid heart. Stupid Jung Yonghwa.

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