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"I want to be alone. I'm tired, Xiao" I said the moment I entered inside the penthouse. I traveled back to Korea and I didn't expect that she's waiting for me here. I should change the passcode soon.

The netizens are so wild right now. I am the main headline and people can't stop talking about me. Oh well, I don't care about them.

"Let me sleep" I said as I lay on the other side of the bed. I'm so tired and I just want to rest for awhile but this girl can't stop bothering me.

"Just for tonight please" I pleaded and I'm glad she agreed to move away. She stayed quiet and I just closed my eyes to recall what I did to Sana. I don't know how can I show how sorry I am once we'll see each other again.

I opened my Instagram and I can't find Sana's account anymore. Maybe she blocked me on my real account. I decided to activate the sapphire_ account to flooded her messages. I hope she will not do the same thing like what I did and read the entire thread. I logged it out and quickly switch back to my real account.

I stood up from bed to change my clothes and I noticed an envelope near my closet. Maybe a letter from my fan that's why I put it on the box. I am collecting their letters and I'll read it soon one by one.

The pink design caught my attention that's why I took it back to read it immediately. The pink color really reminds me of Sana and I hope this is from her.

Shot Thru The Heart

Just reading the title makes my heart aches. I started to read the lyrics and I can feel it through the heart. It feels like every part of it talks to me and it makes me sad.

"Yᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ ᴍᴇ sʜᴏᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
Mʏ ᴇʏᴇs ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ
Wʜʏ ɪs ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀᴄᴛɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ
Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴜɴɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ᴍᴇ
Aʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏɴ ᴘᴜʀᴘᴏsᴇ? I'ᴍ ғɪɴᴇ ᴏʜ ʏᴇᴀʜ

I'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ I ᴡᴀɴᴛ
I'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ
Bᴜᴛ I'ᴍ ʟᴀᴄᴋɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ
Tʜɪs ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴏʜ ʏᴇᴀʜ

Sᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴇʏᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ
Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ
Yᴏᴜʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ
Sᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ
Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ I ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ
I'ᴍ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ

I'ʟʟ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ
Mʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡᴀs ɪᴛ
Yᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
Hᴏᴛ ʜᴏᴛ ʜᴏᴛ ʜᴏᴛ
Bᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴏᴛ ʜᴏᴛ ʜᴏᴛ I'ᴍ ᴛʀᴇᴍʙʟɪɴɢ
Uɴʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ

Mʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ғᴏʀ sᴜʀᴇ
Yᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ɪs ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴜɴᴄʟᴇᴀʀᴇʀ
Hᴏᴛ ʜᴏᴛ ʜᴏᴛ ʜᴏᴛ
Bᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴏᴛ ʜᴏᴛ ʜᴏᴛ I'ᴍ ᴛʀᴇᴍʙʟɪɴɢ
Oɴʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ
Oɴʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ

Lᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ, I'ᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ
Yᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ɪs ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴄᴇ
I'ʟʟ ᴍᴇʟᴛ ʏᴏᴜ sʟᴏᴡʟʏ
Oᴛʜᴇʀ ɢᴜʏs ᴀʀᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ
Sᴏ ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴄᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ
Bᴇғᴏʀᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴀᴛᴇ, ᴏᴘᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ