As soon as Haneul noticed that Yeonjun was nowhere to be seen, she pulled away from Beomgyu and ran her fingers through her hair nervously. His expression suddenly changed and turned into a frown, he was clearly mad.

"Beomgyu, I'm--"

"What was that for?!" He quickly cut her off. His voice wasn't loud, but it was firm. Haneul bit her lip, she had never seen the boy so upset before.

"I'm sorry..." She whispered, unable to look into his eyes. "I needed him to go away and this was the only thing that came to my mind."

"Haneul, he is going to hate me for this, do you know that?"

"Please don't be mad at me... I'll fix this... But please, you're my best friend and I love you, I already lost him and I don't want to lose you as well."

Her eyes were watering. It was more than obvious that what she had done probably hurt her even more than it could've hurt anyone else. Beomgyu kept silent, then turned around and ran his hands on his face and hair, sighing in frustration before he placed his hands on his hips.

"You better explain to me what's going on..."

Haneul hurriedly stepped forward, holding on his wrist with both of her hands.

"I will, but this is a long story."

Beomgyu turned his head and looked down at her. He didn't know how to feel about the whole situation since he was in the middle of his two best friends. He knew he had messed up with Yeonjun, but at the same time, Haneul looked so fragile and desperate that he wasn't able to turn his back at her. He didn't understand her actions, but he needed to give her the benefit of the doubt. She had been through a lot and that was the least he could do for her.

"I have the whole night."

A subtle smile formed on her pink lips, followed by a nod. She released the grip on his hand and walked to sit on the edge of the bed. Beomgyu hesitated, but did the same and sat right next to her.

"Where do I start?" She asked nervously, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

Beomgyu crossed his arms over his chest, then shrugged.

"From the beginning."

Haneul sighed.

"Okay... You already know how Yeonjun and I became close, right?" Beomgyu nodded, waiting for her to continue. "At first... He was just a good friend to me, just like you. He would be there for me whenever I needed someone. Yeonjun never, ever turned his back on me, and the fact that he saved my life makes our bond even more tight."

"And what changed?"

Haneul finally looked up to meet her friend's gaze. Her fingers kept fidgeting nervously on her lap.

"Somehow... We suddenly started to act different around each other. We became really touchy-feely, and these past days we kind of started to get flirty." She explained, her cheeks turning red in embarrassment. "Then he would start to get closer, and closer... My heart would start to jump and I started to get weak in the knees. Then last night..."

Beomgyu tilted his head.

"Last night...?"

Haneul sighed, her gaze lowering to her lap.

"He kissed me."

"...And?"

"I tried to push him away... For Rocky. But it was no use. I ended up kissing him back." She confessed. "It was... Breathtaking. Hard, full of feelings. I felt the world stop and got lost in him."

Beomgyu nodded.

"Do you regret it?"

She quickly looked up and shook her head.

"That's the problem... I would never regret it." Her voice came out almost in a whisper. "I thought... Everything would change between us. I mean, I was scared, but... I thought that maybe it was meant to be. That was until she appeared and ruined everything."

"Wendy?"

Haneul nodded.

"The way I..." She continued, her voice cracked and made her clear her throat in a failed try to seem strong. "The way I felt when he kissed her in front of me... I felt so small. It was like a bullet to the heart."

Haneul's breathing became ragged. The tip of her nose was pink and a few tears escaped her eyes. She sniffled and wiped them with the back of her hand.

"But... You know how that girl is, don't you? She's desperate for him. Maybe you should've let him explain everything to you before you... Did this." Beomgyu said, his voice now low and sweet, filled with sympathy. Haneul felt her chest tightening, so heavy that it was hard for her to breathe properly.

"He didn't stop her." She said, frowning as another couple of tears kept streaming down her face. "After he kissed me that way, I thought I'd be the one he'd kiss tonight... But it was her, right in front of my face. It felt like my heart was being ripped off my chest. I realized I couldn't let myself go through that kind of pain again."

"What do you mean?"

"The feeling of mourning your love." She whispered. "I'm not ready to let my heart bleed again. I was going to try to open up to him... But he already hurt me this badly. I can't do this. I already lost someone I loved."

Beomgyu placed his hand on top of hers and squeezed it gently.

"And you think hurting him like this was the correct way?"

She shrugged.

"I didn't think about it too much. It was just an impulse to make him feel the same way I did. He has always been jealous of you, and I took advantage of that." She placed her free hand on top of his, now between both of hers. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that. I was desperate, I needed him away from me."

Beomgyu sighed again.

"It's okay. I know you didn't mean to use me... I just hope I can save our friendship."

"He will forgive you as soon as he knows the truth." She said. "Yeonjun has the softest heart in the world."

"Do you love Yeonjun hyung?"

"I don't know..." She admitted. "But I'm too scared to find out. That's why I'm leaving. I-i can't let this grow. He's becoming all I think about, and whenever I see him with Wendy or other girls I feel so hurt and sad even when he's not mine. I can't lose someone I love again. I wouldn't be able to bear with it. I need to stay away from him."

Beomgyu's brows knitted together in a frown, tilting his head in confusion.

"Leaving? What?"

Haneul took a deep breathe, wiping away her tears and standing up.

"I'm going back to Daegu with my parents."

"What?" Beomgyu exclaimed, standing up as well. "Why? What about school? What about us?"

She turned around to face him.

"I haven't told the others." She confessed. "I was going to stay... But after this night, I had decided to go."

"But--"

Haneul smiled, and shook her head.

"I need to."

"Will you... Tell the others?"

She nodded.

"I will... Hueningkai, Soobin, Taehyun."

"And Yeonjun hyung?"

She smiled, her eyes watering again.

"Not this time."

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Right in the next room, Yeonjun had locked himself not even caring about his confused friends knocking on the door, or even Wendy's whines from the outside. He leaned his back against the door and ran his fingers through his blue locks, slightly pulling on the roots in frustration. His breathing was erratic, his chest felt heavy and angry tears were threatening to fall down his cheeks.

He felt a mixture of emotions within him. He felt angry, hurt, confused. He was feeling like he was drowning and there was no way to swim to the surface to breathe. But... Who was at fault?

Was it Wendy's for kissing him right there and then? Was it Haneul's for pretending like she didn't care? Or was it Beomgyu's who kissed the girl his friend liked with no sign of remorse?

His mind kept spinning, fast, so fast it was driving him insane.

"I'm so stupid!" He groaned to himself, throwing things across the room trying to get rid of his anger. All his stuff, his luggage, he didn't mind, he just kept throwing everything around as loud as possible. Nothing would cost more than the pain his heart was feeling because of her.

He thought he was special. He had kissed her the night before because he actually liked her. She had been all he thought about since the beginning, and just like that she just went and kissed his friend.

Was it out of anger? Haneul should've known better, he thought. She should have known by the time that Wendy meant nothing to him, he had made it clear. He only wanted her, cherished her, cared for her. All he wanted was to explain that to her, that he would kick Wendy out of his life forever after that two incidents, but she didn't even give him the chance to.

He didn't matter to her, and he was now sure of that. All that time she kept pushing him away, but she was always so close with Beomgyu. Maybe all that situation just gave her the courage to kiss the one she really cared about, but Yeonjun wished he would've known it wasn't him.

He unbuttoned his shirt and pushed his sleeves up his elbows, running his fingers through his hair over and over again. His breathing became more and more ragged, until he wasn't able to hold back anymore and tears started streaming down his cheeks.

Why is this so painful? He thought. He thought he knew the worst feeling in the world when Rocky died, but turns out that you could hurt as much for someone who was still alive.

He wiped away his tears harshly, punching on the wall next to him. He never acted like that, what was happening to him?

He felt something sting and when he looked at his hand he noticed he was bleeding. However, he didn't even try to heal himself and just plopped on his back, hitting the mattress with his weight.

"What have you done to me?" He mumbled, his voice broken. He covered his eyes with both of his palms. "You just tore my heart apart... Why do I keep loving you?"

Whenever he closed his eyes, her face was all he could see. Her sparkly brown orbs, that mole under her eye. Her honey long hair, her lips.

Her lips. The lips he kissed first. Those were supposed to be just his kisses.

But they weren't. She gave them to someone else and he would never forgive them for that.

Why are you so beautiful? I shouldn't have let my guard down with you. I should've stayed away from you, but you smiled and I couldn't help it. Damn it. What am I going to do now?

If that was the start of the year, he wasn't looking forward for the next days. At some point, he thought it was going to start in the best way, with her.

He had nothing now. She was all he had, they were all they had for each other. He not only lost the girl who had become his best friend, but now that he had accepted his feelings, he had lost her in two totally different ways.

But he was wrong. He kept sobbing, ignoring the outside world until he fell asleep.

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"I don't know how we're going to sleep tonight. Yeonjun hyung locked himself and won't let us in." Soobin said, laying on the couch with his tied loosened. "What's gotten into him?"

Guilt kept hitting Beomgyu, unable to talk about what had happened as he stared to the ground.

"One of you can sleep in my room... There's another bed." Haneul said. "The other one can go with Kai and Taehyun."

"We don't have enough space." Kai said, shrugging. "We could just find the keys and open the room where Yeonjun is."

"I don't think that's a good idea." Taehyun adviced. "Didn't you hear the whole mess he was making? He must be really angry because of that Wendy girl."

"Yeah, let's leave him alone." Soobin said.

Haneul felt a knot on her throat and stood up.

"Well guys I'm tired and we have to wake up early. My door will be open if any of you decides to go." She said, waving her hand to them.

Beomgyu forced a smile at her, and she just nodded..

"Sleep well."

She went upstairs, inevitably stopping in front of his door. She placed her hand on the wood and bit her lip. She tried to stop her tears from falling, but she failed.

Her heart ached. She didn't want to hurt him so badly, but that was the only way she could stop him from getting close. After what happened with Wendy, she felt the need to stop her feelings from growing, so she did what she thought was the best, and that was pulling it by the root.

At that very moment she knew she had lost someone who had been what kept her going. There would probably never be up all nights, window visits at night, or hugs when she needed to cry.

She didn't want to let him go, but she thought that would be the best for them. She was going to try to move on in her hometown with her parents and Minki. She would focus on herself and always cherish Rocky's memories. Maybe someday they would be able to meet again with no hard feelings and be friends. At least, that's what she hoped.

"I'm sorry..." She whispered, then got into her room to try to sleep.

Although deep down she knew that she wouldn't be able to kill what her heart had started to feel for him, or that she wouldn't be able to forget the feeling of his lips and the way he made her feel alive again. She was in denial, too afraid to let him in, but love's a hole you say you don't wanna fall in.

But you keep falling.

As soon as they arrived home, that would be the last time she would see his face.