Time seemed to slow down around her, her eyes tunnelling on the man before her. Hae-jo. her Hae-jo was standing before her in nice form fitting sweater. His hair had grown a little longer in his mullet that framed his chiselled face and star filled eyes. The moles on his face glowed like constellations, little dots she would trace her fingers over or plant a delicate kiss of which he'd grin at. His fingers were buried in his pockets, rocking on his heels as his lips tugged into the smile she had fallen for. He still looked as breathtaking as the day he left her.
"What are you doing here Hae-jo?" she ordered, finding her voice and pulling herself back to reality.
"Can we speak outside?" he asked, eyeing the two friends who were eyeing him like he had murdered their kitten. Dae-hyun and Ji-woo were no stranger to the likes of Hae-jo, Hee-won's ex-boyfriend, a complete douchebag who had broken up with her and had left her a sobbing mess for weeks. It was the first time a different side of Ji-woo was shown. The usually calm and bubbly woman had been ready to tear the hinges off the door and storm his apartment and rake his eyes out before shoving it down his throat in hopes he would see the amount of bullshit he was made of. But Dae-hyun held her back and the two girls embraced each other while Hee-won cried in her shoulder. It had been months since the breakup but upon laying their sight on him, Ji-woo felt her anger bubble again.
"Got some nerve showing your face here dickhead'' Ji-woo growled and Dae-hyun had to place a hand on her arm to steady her from lunging but his own face was set in a glower so dark Hae-jo could've vapourised on the spot.
