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Dajung stared at her wall, thinking about Hayoon, thinking about Chisoo, thinking about her and Hayoon, then Chisoo and Hayoon. It was driving her mad, really.

She couldn't understand why he still loved her, and even though it wasn't Chisoo's fault, Dajung still felt such resentment towards her. And as she felt of her hair, the hair she dyed to resemble Chisoo to earn Hayoon's love back, she wanted to cut it all off. She wanted nothing to do with Chisoo now.

It was a vicious cycle, really. She felt guilty for doing Chisoo wrong, then she wanted to be Chisoo, then she wanted Chisoo gone forever.

She wouldn't feel so bad if Chisoo didn't exist. Or maybe it was Hayoon that she wanted gone forever.

"Dajung, honey!" Her mother called through the door. "It's time to go to your appointment."

The girl rolled her eyes, but grabbed her coat anyways.

Chisoo opened the car door and grabbed a charger out of Sangyeon's console. The wind whipped her hair when she shut the car door and went to head back into the studio, but the wind seemed to stop when she made eye contact with Younghoon.

"Getting somewhat used to cars?" He asked, a light tone in his voice.

"Trying," she nodded, looking at his reflection in the exterior of the car. "What are you doing out so late?"

"I wanted to apologize for what I said," he looked down at his feet. "A wise person once said that you can't control how your heart feels, so I shouldn't be upset with you for what you can't control. I'm sorry, Chisoo."

"It's okay, Hoon. I understand why you're upset," she stepped forward and hugged his neck. "Thank you for apologizing."

He hugged her back as he held back his tears. He loved Chisoo, so much, and watching her walk into another man's arms was hard for him. But if it made her happy, he knew they would both live as they were.

"We can still be friends, right?" She whispered.

"Always," he replied sadly. "Nothing could ever make me leave your side."

She rubbed his back for a moment before they separated. She gave him a small smile. "Get home safely, okay?"

"I will," he nodded. "Have fun."

"I will."

She waved him off before heading into the building as Younghoon stood in front of the studio, pondering. He would be okay, even if they couldn't be together in the way he had hoped they could.

The door to the studio opened and Sangyeon looked up from his phone. "Did you find it?"

"Yeah," Chisoo held the charger up and shut the door. "Younghoon apologized."

The boy nodded, remembering how broken she looked when she told him what Younghoon said to her. "I'm glad he apologized."

The girl sighed and sat next to him, leaning her head on his shoulder. It was almost as if the two were a puzzle, fitting perfectly into each other as if it was meant to be. "Can I ask you a serious question, Sangyeon?"

"Always."

"I'm suicidal. You know that, right?"

The question made his heart rate jump quicker than he thought it would. He did know she was suicidal, but the words coming out of her mouth and confirming the matter scared him.

"I know," he shifted underneath her. "I know."

"And because of that, I'm really scared of hurting you," she confessed. "I'm self aware, and I know that anything can set me off. I just want you to know that there's a possibility."

The matter made Sangyeon upset. He had never heard someone be so open about their suicidal tendencies. The fact that she was warning him scared him.

"And if something happens, it won't be because I'm unhappy with you, or anyone in my immediate circle. I love being around you and I feel happier with you," she looked up at him, only to see him with watery eyes. "Happier than I've been in a while."

He didn't say anything, just turned to face her and hugged her. Hugged her as if it was their last moment together. "I just want to cherish what we have right now, Chisoo. I want you to be happy."

His statement was heavy as her hand found his hair. There was so much emotion in his hug and she could tell that he was crying.

"Thank you for not making me feel like a criminal," she whispered. "A lot of people don't understand that I can't help it."

"People don't know what it's like to love someone they could lose so quick," he replied. "And they're selfish for thinking it's wrong."

Chisoo brushed the word 'love' off her shoulder as Sangyeon pulled back and held her hands. "It doesn't matter how much time we have. I'll be happy to spend it with you and I'll be grateful to have that time. And when you're feeling out of it, you can always call me if you want to."

The girl smiled. Sangyeon had been so caring about everything, even after the way she spoke to him when he made her mad. That feeling that bloomed in her chest with Hayoon was now blooming thanks to Sangyeon, yet it was ten times better.

"I could kiss you right now." She laughed, loving the way his eyes sparkled in the lights of the studio.

Sangyeon shrugged. "Who am I to stop you?"

They were both head over heels for the moment as they leaned in and met in the middle. The long awaited kiss didn't last long, as Chisoo smiled into it and broke them apart.

"I'm kind of hungry," she wrapped her arms around her stomach. "I don't remember when I ate last."

Come to think of it, Sangyeon couldn't remember the last time she ate either. "What sounds good?"

"Take me to your favorite place."

Chisoo looked up at the small diner and looked at Sangyeon. "This is your favorite place?"

"Yeah," he smiled. "It's where our journey started, to say the least. And my grandma works here."

"Your grandma?"

"Mrs. Lee."

"No way!" Chisoo gasped. "I love that lady."

And as Chisoo ran towards the doors in the cutest way possible, Sangyeon watched as a pretty blue moth flew behind her and disappeared into the night.

He took this as a sign that Chisoo was his moth.

And Chisoo didn't know it, but Sangyeon was the light she was attracted to.

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