jaewon had always been bad with words and he had always been bad with people, but he wasn't bad with hyunjoo.

even if they never talked much, he had talked to her on his mind for a million hours; he didn't know her well and he didn't dare to imagine her background, but still he knew that he had never been this close to someone else.

hyunjoo was the only stable thing in his life, her calmness and gentleness never failed to make him feel less scared for as long as she was around him.

but that one certain day jaewon was suddenly pulled back to his insecure, frightening world.

when the nurse entered the room, jaewon immediatly sensed that there was something odd about her: the smile just didn't seem to leave her face, while she usually had a serious expression and she even hummed a small melody.

she forgot to exchange the water bottle that had been standing on his nightstand for three days now and nodded distantly when jaewon looked at her with big eyes and asked the question, which he was almost too anxious to ask. "what's wrong?"

"i'm fine." she mumbled, the smile still plastered on her face, and just left.

that's when jaewon knew that no happy pill in the whole world could make him feel as safe as min hyunjoo did and he didn't even know why.

around 3:30 am he went to the bathrooms and fumbled around the bottom of one of the sinks until he found the shard of glass put in place by him with a tape years ago.

the reflection looked back at him and instead of his usual emotionless expression, his face was soft and covered with tears.

eventually he started to remember; "they only bully the ugly kids" that was a lie.

the weak kids are the ones that are being bullied...

jaewon wished that hyunjoo would find him again, like in that night months ago. but she never came.