I heard the door open and Chan walked in. He laid next to me and hugged me from behind. "Quit crying." He whispered in my ear. I just ignored him and kept crying. "Please Ji! Stop crying!" Chan begged. I still ignored him and kept crying. He hugged me tighter and hummed me one of my favorite childhood songs. I soon calmed down and stopped crying. I sniffed and closed my eyes shut. I could tell that I wanted to cry again because I felt a tear escape from my left eye. "W-why d-do y-you g-guys f-fight?!" I said, stuttering. "Well, that's what siblings do." I sighed. "It just m-makes me sad w-when I see you t-two fighting." I said, stuttering a little bit. "It's okay Ji." Whispered Chan. We both got up and walked downstairs. "I don't wanna go downstairs Chan." I said, clenching Chan's hand. "Why not?" He asked. "Yoora." I whispered. He sighed and kept walking downstairs. Since I was holding on to his hand, I followed him. We walked downstairs to see a crying Yoora. I ran to her. "Don't cry Yoora Unnie!" I pleaded as I grabbed her arm. She looked down at me and shook her head. "Yoora Unnie............" I said as I stroked her arm. "I'm sorry." I then walked out of the kitchen. I grabbed my black sweater, black converse, and my backpack and walked to the door. "Where are you going?" Chan asked. "To Lay's house." I said as I walked out of the house, closing the door behind me.
