Cut Eyebrows

9---make me drop to my knees

Namjoon put his head in his hands. "Holy shit..." He groaned.

Taehyung chuckled nervously. "Hey, Kwan." He walked over slowly to her. "How have you been?" 

Sangchil took steps back in shock and in surprise. She crossed her arms over her chest and backed away. She didn't want to look at him in the face. She didn't even reply to him.

"Hey. Um, Jin? I need to go get groceries remember?" She went back into her room to get her wallet. She then reappeared and passed by everyone.

"Sangchil..." Jin's eyes softened. He knew what she was trying to do. "Sangchil-ah." Jin tried to reach for her.

"No, it's okay Jin. I'll be right back." She slammed the door.

Jimin pushed Taehyung hard. "Run you idiot! Go after her!"

"Sangchil wait. Sangchil!" He managed to catch her wrist. "I'm sorry I couldn't recognize you. It's just that you look different."

Sangchil ignored him and kept walking. 

"Please, Kwan, listen to me—"

"Go home, Taehyung. Go back to Seoul or whatever. I don't want to see you."

"But I do." He blocked her way. He sighed and touched her cheek. "Have you...H-How have you been?"

"I've been good. Now will you please move?"

Taehyung starred at her. He was noticing all the changes she's gone through. Taehyung could still see the hurt in her eyes, just the same when they fought on that day. Other than that, her face was slim. Her complexion was much paler. Her hair was longer and a different shade and she grew taller too.

"Kwan your eyebrows." He looked at them. They were shaped perfectly, thin and arched.

"I know. I fixed them."

"Fixed them? I loved the way they were. I loved the way you were, why did you..."

"Years passed, Taehyung. I'm not the Sangchil back in high school. Things change over time, three years passed."

He put his hands into his pockets. "Sangchil, did you ever wonder about me?"

She sighed and moved around him. "I have errands to do."

"Answer my question."

"No."

Taehyung picked up a basket for her and carried it. "O-Oh. I did."

Both of them knew that they weren't so close anymore. It felt like there was an invisible wall between them and neither of them couldn't climb over. Once every so often she would look behind her to see that Taehyung was still following her. Once every so often their eyes would meet.

"How has Jin been doing? Are you guys... Dating? Is that why you're living with him?" He asked. "I guess you guys would look good together."

"We're not a couple. Just friends as always." Sangchil remembered the embarrassment of the confession she told Jin. "Besides, he has a girlfriend. She lives there too."

"Really?"

"Yeah, Charlotte. Didn't you see her?"

"I only had eyes for you." He smirked.

Sangchil scoffed. "Liar. You didn't even know it was me." She muttered.

He gulped. "I'm sorry, okay? Kwan I wasn't expecting you to look—"

"Look like what? Did you really think I was going to keep my old look? After everything i've been through? The harassment at school and at home? Of course when I reached here in Melbourne I headed straight to the stylist and got a fresh start."

Taehyung grabbed her and hugged her. "Just shut up for a second. Kwan, just shut up."

She wanted to push him off, but his grip was too strong.

"I missed you." He said through her hair.

 "I missed you too." She mumbled, barely audible.