"I...."

"Park Yena, wake up. This-" He pointed to the center of the ballroom."-is just a fantasy. A dream. And dreams never come true. A dream is just a cover up for the harsh nightmare called reality." He took a deep breath. "I'm gonna get a drink." And he walked away, leaving me in deep thoughts. I sighed before just walking to a secluded corner of the ballroom, closing my eyes and thinking through whatever oppa said.

"You know, you shouldn't be in a secluded, dark corner with your eyes closed." My eyes fluttered open and I was met with the prince. Oh...

"Oh.... your highness."

"I told you to call me Jungwon. It's fine by me."

"Ok then..... Jungwon." I smiled softly. He smiled back.

"Wanna go dance?" He asked.

"Hell no- I mean, ahem, no. Sorry." He chuckled.

"It's fine. You don't have to be so formal." He smiled.

"Ah ok..."

"So.... wanna go somewhere?" He asked.

"Huh?"

"Come." He took my hand gently before pulling me away from the ballroom.

"Whoah." I sighed in awe. We were at the roof of a tower, perhaps.

"Careful. Don't fall." He said, gripping my hand tightly. I looked down to see us really high up.

"Okay. Whoah." I looked at the sky again. It was dotted with many stars, which shined brightly in the night sky.

"Here. Sit." Jungwon gently pulled me down to sit next to him. I carefully treaded over and sat next to him.

"How did you find this place?" I asked.

"Just.... wandering. This is the only spot in the whole castle where you can see the scenery nicely. It's.... for me to detach from reality...."

"Oh... wow...."

"So.... what do you work as?"

"Oh... I just help my eomma at the restaurant."

"Hm...."

"Why?" I turned to him.

"It's just...."

"Did you research on me?"

"Eheh... maybe." He scratched the back of his neck.

"I know I have a degree, and a good one in fact. But.... I just.... wanna help my mom. It's the only way I can pay it back to her when she adopted me 18 years ago."

"Wait, you're adopted?" He looked shocked.

"Yeah. I thought you did your research?"

"Oh... For the record, it was my hyung, not me."

"You have a brother?"

"No... he's a friend. He's been my friend since we were born. He's like the brother I never had. He's also my right-hand man."

"Ohh." I nodded. But something was bugging me.

"I have a question though." I said.

"Hm?"

"Why do you always wear a mask?"

"Oh...."

"Y-you don't have to tell me if you don't want to..."

"No it's fine. I feel like I can trust you."

"Ok then..."

"I was nearly kidnapped 18 years ago."

"What??"

"Yeah. To conceal my identity, I wear this mask."

"But won't it make you more obvious?"

"In some ways, yes. But if I'm being targeted, I can just run away and slip off the mask. They'll never know how I look."

"Ohh... that makes sense." I nodded.

"Yena."

"Hm?"

"Can I cry?"

"H-huh?" I blinked several times.

"I come here to cry..." I saw him gulp.

"....Why?"

"18 years ago, I was nearly kidnapped."

"Uhuh?"

"In my place, a girl got kidnapped."

"Oh my gosh...."

"She... she's Heeseung hyung's sister, and the first girl I ever crushed on..."

"Oh gosh... I'm so sorry." I bit my lip and patted his shoulder gently.

"You don't have to say sorry. I need to... tell someone.... I can't tell Heeseung hyung everything. I don't want him to take the blame. Anyways, it was my fault. That night... if I never told her to chase after me, we would have never ran out of the castle. And she would never have been kidnapped... And Heeseung hyung tries to blame himself, because he was there but didn't stop us. But it isn't his fault. It's mine...."

"I'm sure she won't blame you..." I patted his back. I heard him sniffle.

"I know she won't. She's an angel. But.... I rather she blame me and resent me, than let me go...." He sighed.

"..."

"..."

"What's her name?" I asked softly.

"Eunhee. Lee Eunhee."

And my head started hurting.

"Ah." I softly cried in pain, clutching my head. I felt an arm around my shoulder and the other one on my waist.

"Are you okay?" Jungwon asked, concerned.

"Y-yeah..."

"Come on. Let's go now. It's cold." He said before reaching out his hand to me. I gladly took it and followed after him carefully. But my mind was preoccupied.

Why does Eunhee sound so familiar when he says it?

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double update cos y not

and its masquerade ball pt. 2 anyways

bye :")

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