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( song of the day :
hard - why don't we )

jungwoo was startled once he heard three consecutive knocks on his condo unit's door built up of mahogany. he wondered who it'd be, since it literally was ten in the evening and he wasn't expecting any visitors at all for this entire week. nevertheless, the boy walked towards the door, the pair of soft bunny slippers he wore sliding through the floor made up of vinyl wood. he opened it to see a familiar female.

"kiki?"

he could see nothing but pain in her current expression. that innocent glimmer in kiki's eyes were washed away with liquid that contained salinity. both were now bloodshot. jungwoo couldn't help but notice her quivering pinkish bottom lip. her usual brightness decreased like a sunflower that was on the brim of decaying. like gray rain clouds darkening the prescence of the sun.

"it's done," she managed to say in between heavy breaths, trying her best not to break down into a puddle of tears. "he - he broke up with me."

kiki lost composure upon entering his unit. the sound of her sobs filled the entire room. she used the end of her pink cardigan's sleeve to wipe the stream of tears that was comparable to one of a fountain on a park. as he accompanied her, there was this sensation of pain that burned in the depths of jungwoo's heart.

it wasn't the first time kiki went to his place carrying tear stained cheeks and a heavy heart because of that dumbass she liked to call her boyfriend. reasons varied. jealousy, schedules, and even things so simple as cooking dinner.

despite the simplicity their arguments stemmed from, he saw the sincere intensity of her melancholy. he guessed that it was because of her heart's purity. each tear contained fragments of agony.

what hurt him the most was how he was there to watch it all and yet stood still, not even trying to do anything for fixture. he could confidently express the regret for not doing anything.

"c'mere." instead of drowning her with words, jungwoo enveloped her into a warm hug. on that particular moment, his world stopped. the feeling was like a classi fireplace during winter. he never wanted to release from this moment of euphoria. because of the mix of emotions, he couldn't help but feel his eyes sting too. "everything's gonna be alright, okay? i'm here for you."

but he was only this cowardly because of the fear of losing her. he couldn't risk losing the main cause of his jubilance just because of his foolish actions.

jungwoo admittedly wanted her all to himself, and yet these selfish thoughts still make him scoff. dreaming was nothing but pathetic hope, since he knew getting her was like vividly painting a faint sound.

impossible.

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♤ gabrielle's note

#kikiprotectionsquad :(