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I didn't expect myself to rush out of town so quickly, but somehow it just happened. I took a bag, with a few clothes and essentials, quickly booked a hotel near the seaside, and just took a bus straight there.

It was a long ride, and a lot of thinking took place during the long bus ride there. I had my head leant on the glass, staring into space.

It was night outside already, so as soon as I reach the place, I have to check into my room.

I guess I needed something like this, to just clear my thoughts and unwind a little. Because seriously, who does he think he is?

I understand, older brothers especially, can be overprotective, but come on, when it comes to things like this - it's not something you can control and stop.

And with Yeju? Man fuck that girl, if I could, I'd make sure she was blocked from listening to any of my songs, but unfortunately, I can't do that.

Midway, I received a few texts, there were two from Jake, and a few from Heeseung. I chose to not open the texts, and instead read them from my homescreen.

heeseung: did you make it home?

heeseung: i was just mad then

heeseung: but my point still stands

I rolled my eyes at his messages, what an asshole of a brother. Surely he'd want to see his sister happen after all we've been through, and the many years of just the same shit on repeat, but no, clearly he's too selfish to even care about how I feel.

I swiped his messages away, blatantly ignoring them, and reading the next two from Jake.

jake: ji-eun are you okay?

jake: im busy right now, but ill stop by later tomorrow :^)

I managed to crack a light smile at his messages, at least somebody asks if I'm okay. But despite the fact that he wasn't pissing me off, and instead, trying to cheer me up, I swiped his messages across, ignoring those purposefully too.

I just needed a few days to reset myself and think about literally nothing.

I placed my phone in my lap, continuing to stare out into the window, making out whatever I could see, but most of the time it was just cars passing by one after the other.

Eventually, after a decently long - but needed - ride, I made it to my final stop.

I head off the bus, along with a few other people who got off at the same stop, and looked around.

This place had more of a salty, warmer breeze to it, and I enjoyed the fact that it was vastly different to what I had back home.

I looked around as I made my way to the hotel, it was a cute place, very quiet, and lit up very well with street lamps. Some people were walking their dogs at this time, talking and laughing, and the faint scent of grilled seafood intertwined with the occasional blow of the wind.

Safe to say, I'll be much happier after staying here for a few days.

I checked into my hotel, the events from today already slowly beginning to dissipate from my mind as the sweet old lady handed me a keycard, with a bright smile as she checked me in.

She made some small talk, gave a small rant about how her granddaughter only wants to fangirl and spend her money on useless stuff rather than school, which made me laugh quite a bit.

I already knew, just from how she spoke, that she would be one of the sweetest people I'll ever meet.

But, she gave me the keycard, and with that, I head up to my room, opening the door. I switched the light on, looking around.

It wasn't an insanely luxurious penthouse with seven bathrooms, twelve bedrooms and a jacuzzi, but it was substantial enough for me.

It was, infact, more than enough for me.

A large queen-sized bed, a big enough flatscreen, the interior was decorated with hints of seaside decor, yet mixed with the modern design of rooms you find in Seoul.

I threw my bag to the side, the first thing I did was sit on the side of the bed, giving a large sigh before proceeding to lay back and stare at the ceiling for a good while.

Damn, and after everything I've ever done for my brother, all I wanted for him was for him to be happy and safe, yet all I gave to him, he couldn't even repay me with allowing me to date Jake.

It's such a small, insignificant thing to ask, yet he won't even let me. I don't even understand.

I'm not going to listen to him anyways, I am, quite literally, a full grown woman with bills to pay.