𝙍𝙚;𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 ☑

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“She's here.” Eric says after he saw Yina walks out of the elevator, still in the same clothes.

“Move.” Hwayoung shoves him to the side and steps towards Yina, only to slap her.

That made every single person there went silent, especially the boys. Jacob immediately pulls Hwayoung back to his side, keeping her still.

“Hwayoung, calm down !”

Yina swallows her tears and laughs sarcastically, palm touching her stinging cheek. Her eyes are filled with tears, as she's looking at her colleagues.

She is so taken aback, that she keeps on laughing.

“You.. slapped me ?” using a formal language, she asks while looking at Hwayoung.

“You're so selfish. Look what you did to my brother !” Hwayoung speaks, matching her eyes with Yina's.

The older girl scoffs and clicks her tongue, nodding.

“Of course, I'm the selfish one. I'm the bad one here. I'm the one at fault, who made him crashed onto that crash barrier. You're right, it's all me.”

Chanhee goes to her side and holds her arms, only for her to distance herself.

“Well, I'm sorry for falling in love with your brother. I'm sorry for having insecurities after seeing him with his ex. I'm so fucking sorry. When he wakes up later, tell him I wish him happiness.”

She turns around to get herself out of the lobby, tears running on her cheeks. Ignoring how the boys are calling her, Yina takes the stairs instead of waiting for the elevator.

I should've known better.
I should've known when you came around, that you were gonna make me cry.
I should've known better, those grey clouds will haunt me forever.

“Guys..?” almost all of them turn their head in sync upon hearing his voice.

There stands Hyunjae, with a few plasters on his face and a bandage on his left wrist.

“Are you okay ?”
“It's just small injuries and I blacked out, why are you guys acting like I'm dying ?”

Gasps spread among them, but the most obvious one is from Hwayoung.

“What..?” Hyunjae raises his eyebrows, noticing the slight change in the air. The girl immediately sprints her way towards the stairs, leaving the boys.

Hwayoung takes out her phone and dials Yina's number, but it goes straight to the voicemail. She walks around the hospital main lobby frustratedly, eyes searching for Yina's figure.

“Come on, pick up. I need to apologise..” she repeats the sentence multiple time, but each call goes straight to the voicemail.

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Yina slides down her bedroom door after locking it, eyes already burning for her continuous crying even while she's driving home earlier. Her head is hurting so bad, but nothing comparable to her broken heart.

Burying her face down to her knees, it's the first time she feels like this. Weak, powerless and broken.

Using her remaining strength, the girl takes her phone out and surf through a website. She books an evening flight to Germany for 5 days.

Then, she calls one of her friends who lives there.

“Hey, Laura. It's me.”