Nyctophillia | p.jm

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YUNHYEONG

She's beautiful

And I'm not denying, it's true she's beautiful. Looking at her changing, breaks my hearts.

She's my best friend, my one and only best friend that knows me; but why are we drifting apart?

She's starting to hang out with some random guys at some random apartment. Is she insane?

Who make friends with strangers?

"Dude, you shouldn't act cold toward her", Jinhwan said, closing the door behind. I sighed heavily, before laying my back on my bed. "Can't you see? She tried acting like a girl-"

"For that psycho? And? What do you want me to do?". I closed my eyes shut.

"No, Yunhyeong. It was for you. . ", I scoffed, while rolling my eyes. "I'm not joking"

The whole world knows, she tried acting as girly because of that psycho. If it was because of me, why didn't she wear them before she met him?

"Yeah, what ever"

I have met Angie since I was a kid. When we were still a kid, and it was probably the best moment. Meeting her was something enchanting.

She was boyish, even when she's young. Very loud, and crazily hyper. But I'm fine with that, because whenever she was beside me, my lips wouldn't stop smiling.

I remember the day we celebrate my birthday, we held hands, and vowed.

" I, Choi Angie. Will never leave Song Yunhyeong ever! " she was very playful.

" and I, Song Yunhyeong. Will always be her side, no matter what happened! "

" saengi chulka hamnida! [ Happy Birthday ] " she giggled, I always remember that she loves to giggle.

I remember the day my parents died, she came to me, and hug me tightly, cooing me down, and comforted me.

" gwenchana. . [ It's okay ] Hyeong-aa, I'll be here for you, Eunjin is here too, and also the others "

She looked brutal, but actually, nobody knows that she actually owned a very soft heart.

" Didn't we promised? That I won't leave you " she's good in words, that's why she's the only place I've always talk through.

I remember the day I met her parents, she cried so hard that, bloods coming from her nose. Her body was heating, from the inside. She was sick, and I know from that time, that her parents wasn't like those parents.

And I told her; " Let it all out, I understand " but we had a little argue, because she said that I never understand. Which is true, I never did.