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They fought, they screamed at each other through the walls of the house. They didn't remember the vows they uttered to each other on that faithful day. All they knew was that they are on this situation. Their relationship on the line, nothing to do about it. Sejun was coming home later than usual. With Ahrin waiting over him until 3am at worst. She was tired of waiting for him until very late. She was so sick of it. They screamed at each other until there was a long pause of silence. They stared at each other for a while and then Ahrin said: "Let's end this please.". Sejun just nodded and went upstairs on their shared house, taking a last glance at it because he knew that it will be long to see this house again, if he will. After he packed his bags, he went out the house, not even saying goodbye to Ahrin. Ahrin went to their once shared room, seeing all the pictures, seeing all the memories that they made, every moment that they share, documented. She closed the door, leaned on it, and tears started flowing to her cheeks. She knew it was for the best.
Sejun, going back to his old house, realized something while walking. He realized what he has done. He regretted every moment he shouted at Ahrin. Every sin he has done. Everything, and so he opened his old home's door, saying: "I guess its home sweet home.", dropped his bags, went to the bathroom and cried. He filled his bathtub with water, undressed, dipped on it and looked at the ceiling. He turned to his side, seeing a shiny object, went to get it. It was a blade. Sharpest one he had. He used this blade before Ahrin came to his life. Now he'll be using it again. He went back to the bathtub, soaked himself and started looking at the blade. "I guess this is the last time you'll be making me feel better, old friend.", he said, cut his wrist deep, blood gushing out of it, making the water become the color of it. "Goodbye and sorry, Ahrin." are all the words that he could muster before feeling his eyes get heavy. He closed his eyes, never felt the pain.
Ahrin on the other side, can't take it. She walked to Sejun's old home, knowing he was there, knocked and called out to him, but no one answered. She figured that the door is open, searched the house, calling for Sejun. "Sejun? Where are you?" She asked, crying. She searched the bedrooms, kitchen, sofa. Nothing. Then she remembered that one bathroom he had. Twisted the door knob but it would not open. "Sejun?" No one answered. She kicked the door open, seeing the horrible sight before her. Her love, submerged in a pool of blood and water. She cried and screamed so loud. Knowing he wouldn't come back, her mind just filled with regret, and her heart hurt so much because of the lost love. She couldn't continue without him. He's gone. An anacampserote. She needed one.
