Alive ❧ c.yj ♡ p.jh

11《She's Dead》

*Jihyo's POV*

I was on my way to work again, listening to music as I looked out the window of the taxi. It was the only time I could relax. I sighed as I listened to the lyrics.

When you love someone

So much that it overflows

It's so amazing

Because this is how it is

I hope i can be a little helpful at least

I hope i can be your resting place

I'll try to make you feel at peace

Whenever you think of me during your busy days

You're such a soft-hearted person

Every time you are silently in pain

Even if i have to give my all

I want to make you smile again

I want to cry for you

I want to hurt instead of you

I don't want any scars in your heart

Ever again

I was shocked by how I thought of Youngjae while listening to this. Do I perhaps... like him?

My thoughts were distracted when the driver called out.

"Hello miss? Time to get to work!" He joked. I lowered my face as I handed him the money and scurried out after thanking him.

"JIHYOOOO!!!!" Tzuyu whined right after I walked in my office.

"Yeah?" I looked at her confused.

She made a pouting face as she walked to me. "Guess what I did for you!"

It wasn't long before she told me what happened.

"WHAT?!" I yelled and she cupped my mouth immediately.

"Shhhhhhhhhh!!!!" She put one finger on her lips and looked around.

"You didn't have to do that!" I whisper-shouted.

"it's okay," she sent a assuring smile. "I'll get myself out of this,"

"Please... just stay safe," I begged her.

"I will, don't worry," she patted my shoulder and went back to her desk.

-

Sighing, for the one hundredth time if the day, I massaged my temples and thought about Tzuyu.

Mark agreed, but will he really stop? Or is he only using Tzuyu?

I felt like my brain will explode if I keep thinking. I have work to do, problems to deal with, reports to type, presentations to prepare, people to take care of... How do I do all those things when there's only 24 hours a day and 7 days a week?

My thoughts were broken when someone barged into my office, looking scared.

"Ms. P-Park," he started, voice shaking. "Mr. Tuan... Ms. Chou-"

I stood up and quickly went to him. "What happened?! What happened to her?" He froze.

"WHAT HAPPENED?!" I yelled in his face, shaking.

"She's... she's dead," he finally spoke.

No... no...

"NO! DON'T LIE!" I shrieked as I ran outside, panic taking over me.