C H A P T E R
F I F T E E N
After hours of talking I went home with packed cookies that Mrs. Jeon gave to me. She said I should give my parents some, I opened the door as well as the lights.
I slouched on the couch feeling tired, I rest my head on the backrest and closed my eyes.
Is it okay to cry over an idol?
A tear slipped off my eye I didn't mind wiping it off. What's the purpose when more tears are just continuing to slide down?
I let myself release my sobs and my tears.
I was supposed to jumping while squealing right now but I'm here... Sobbing and crying over him.
When will I stop?
Why am I acting like this?
I'm just a damn fangirl!
But I cry like he broke up with me!
Is this just pity?
Worry?
Seeing him in that state makes my chest tightens, thinking what happenened to him makes me want to cry.
I headed upstairs, my vision's blurry caused by the tears.
I wish I could ease his pain.
But I could not ease my own.
Pathetic.
I cry like I have a part in his life. I know the boundaries and it makes me want to pass by it, although I don't have the rights to.
And the courage to do it knowing my consequences.
