dear diary,
six months without hanbin. time passed by so fast, eh?
we're still great. and i'm still pretending that i'm fine.
he had been asking me why won't i do skype, and i'm running out of reasons. he asked me once again if i'm okay, he told me that it's okay to tell everything to him.
but i'm a fool.
i'm a fucking idiot.
i was that close to crying, but i told him once again that i'm okay. i tried to make my voice as happy as i could, and even though he seemed unsure about it,
at the end, he still believed.
