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Before Minji could figure out what was going on, Dae-Hyun starts to cry. The atmosphere changes to thick guilt as he covers his face in his hands. Minji pats his arm and gets up and grabs a tissue box for him.

"Hoseok what's going on?" Minji asks quietly and he looks up at her with light pink eyes, already becoming irritated with the salty tears flowing down his face.

"Back in high school I dated a girl named Soomin. We were together for five years. We were so in love everyone just knew we were getting married. We did everything together and had been through so much together. Once in our last year of high school when we decided to get intimate. That one night when we were getting very...intimate, she called out another man's name. Hoseok. I just thought I was hearing things when she did it over...and over and over again like I was some kind of joke." Dae-Hyun explains, getting angrier and angrier by the moment. Minji brings her knees to her chest as she listens with full intent.

"Later on I found out that she was cheating on me with a man named Hoseok. He had everything I did and more. He one upped me in everything. He was the man I've always wanted to be. A couple days after I found out she broke up with me and went with him. Ever since then I wanted everyone to call me Hoseok. To boost my confidence and ego. To feel good about myself. And to be someone I'm not." Dae-Hyun says and wipes his tears.

Minji sat silently not knowing what to say nor what to think. Sitting there, lightly chewing on her bottom lip she looks down at the ground as she hugs her body to her. Never has she been in this situation before. This was just so new she didn't have the correct thought files to get something from to react. She didn't know how to react. She was confused, angry and saddened all at the same time. She was glad he told her but then again why did he? What made him tell her? Why now of all times?

"So what are you thinking now?" Minji asks in a whisper and her eyes slowly trail up to his eyes which were met with sorrow and depression and they had reddened.

"I still love her.."

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