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"Since when do you like me?"

There's a cold wind surrounding both of birds. The air that makes them barely breathing in front of each others.

She feels weak

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She feels weak.

"The first day we met."

"Me too."

She literally feels like her soul escapes the body and floats around and looks down to herself in the environment and suddenly everything around her seems unreal. Her life isn't real, her feelings isn't real and Jinyoung- isn't real too. Nothing real.

"Hey, Aena. Don't be like this."

And then she's snap back. She's not high or using drugs and not drunk either. It just a feeling hit after he said he like her too.

"Why we cannot date? You say you like me."

"I like you, different between liking you and loving you."

And now she realises, she's falling in love again, during this heart break.

"I know-"

Looking at his dreamy eyes as a starry night, the dark hair hiding inside the cap and the cracking lips that still looks juicy.

While her eyes carried a mixture of shock and barely contained fear.

"Things would never be the same isn't it?"

"No no, it's always going to be the same."

"But you don't love me, at all."

"Listen to me, you're great. I like you very much. I want to stay with you, even it takes forever."

Confuse.

"—but I don't mean to date you."

"Can I cry?"

It sounds funny, but she end up crying while Jinyoung staring at her. The tears that she promises won't flow down in front of him, now flowing, saying hello to the heart break of her.

"It's okay, you can cry all you want

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"It's okay, you can cry all you want."

And the last thing happened at the moment, having Jinyoung to hug her. Buried her face into his chest,

the smells, even the hands that hugging her,

she wants all that.

"Why can't we date...."

Her voices cracking in between, barely enough to let his ear to hear.

"You're always mine, Aena. Always be."

The hands that always open a offer a hug. The love and the compassion which he get from this person even if it's only to listen to her scream or listen to her silence that he get from this person is something that he's trying to justify to.

The feeling of falling short of love to return, the feelings of being not able to give more than he could, the feelings of being not able to live up her life how she wish for from him, obviously saddening for him.

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