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[JIYOON'S POV]

"chanyeol!" i shouted at the top of my lungs. I cried loudly as i hugged his pillow. It smells like him. But.. Why did he have to do this?! Can't he see that i love him very much... There's mo reason for me to stay here anyways.

I started to pack up my clothes. Since thise were the ones i have took out earlier. There will be no problem for me while packing. Pfft. It has only been hours when i stayed here. What a shame. Don't even regret this Chanyeol. You were the one who broke up with me. Not me.

I took out my luggages and locked the house. Since i only brought one luggage bag and on big backpack, it won't be hard for me to ride on a bus.

I started to walk towards the bus station while thinking about what happened earlier. I want chanyeol back, but i don't have the courage to do it. Am i really weak? Finally, i reached the bus station. I still can't forget what happened to both of us. I felt a tear rolled down my cheek.

"gwaenchanayo?" a familiar voice asked. I looked the person and met his eyes. He was wearing a black hoodie and a black cap with a mask on.

"ah, ne." i answered and bowed a little. He wiped my tear using his handkerchief and handed it to me.

"take it." he muttered. This guy is suspicious.

"oh, kamsahabnida. Do i know you?" i asked him. I know it is rude to asked that question to a guy that lend me his handkerchief, but i was getting a little scared.

"you used to." he muttered and left in the same time a bus stopped in front of me. Oh, this is the bus i should ride to get home. I hop in and searched for a seat. I found a seat next to the window and sat there.

I took out the handkerchief and obsereved it. I smelled it and his scent was left there. Wait, why is this scent familiar? I smelled it again and my head started to ache.

"ah!" i held my head and groaned.

"you used to."

"you used to."

"you used to."

"you used to."

His words were echoing in my mind. Who exactly are you? And why do i used to know you? Were you part of my past? Were you someone in my life?

I looked at the handkerchief and saw something that was printed to it. It was the name of the guy. Or maybe sort of a nickname. It read...

[SOMEONE'S POV]

"You used to." i muttered and left her. Why was she carrying bags? Wait. She was from chanyeol's. Her mom told me that she'll stay at chanyeol's. But why is she bringing those? Did something happen to them? Did they perhaps–

'jungkook-ah, jiyoon and chanyeol broke up. -jiyoon eomma'

Omo. Just as what i was thinking. But how? And why? I should be happy since they broke up. Yes!

"thank you for listening to my prayers from the heavens above!" i exclaimed as i got inside the dorm. Oh yes! Thank you!

I kept smiling while taking off my shoes as well as going towards my room. I laid at my bed still smiling. I can't hide how happy i am. Finally! There will be a chance to get her back!