That same evening when Rema knew about Hoseok's new relationship, when she got home by bus, she was already scrolling in her ex’s profile.

So it was true. He was in a relationship with another girl. Unsurprisingly he had deleted all the photos he had made with Rema to replace them with the news he had made with this girl. When someone like Hoseok posted a certain person on his Instagram, it meant that person was someone close to him.

She was one of these people before.

Letting him go had forever excluded her from the place she held in Hoseok's heart. She really regretted not having reacted earlier when he had broken up with her in this coffeeshop. She was certainly speechless, but was silenced by her decency not to cause a scandal. There was also the fact that she was too proud to cry in front of him despite her threatening tears. She had simply told him that she respected his decision which was completely contradictory to what she had done in the weeks that followed.

She had spent wishing she had kept him, and implicitly begged him to come back with her, but there was nothing to do it was too late.

Rema had also seen, heartbroken, a photo of them two with friends she also used to frequent with Hoseok. Hyejin had kind of... Taken her place. She went to Hyejin's profile so she could find out more about her.

She was beautiful. But above all, very different from Rema. They were completely contradictory. Through her Instagram profile she could see that Hyejin looked more "woman" than she was because of her generous forms.
She didn’t like the fact to think that her rival was good, even if she had nothing to reproach her because after all she did not know her.

But there was something for which she resented her. She had taken Hoseok from her. Seeing him with another girl had finally shown her that she was not done with him. She thought she had moved on, but ignoring Hoseok hadn't made her forget his existence. For weeks she had developed a great jealousy by secretly following everything the couple did. And day by day she was discovering things.

In particular, she had reconnected with Yoongi, who explained her that he tried to advise his friend by asking him to think carefully before considering a separation with her.

— I’m sorry. I knew you two were close. But he told me that you had changed and that he was no longer sure what he wanted.

Why hadn't he told her about it?

Yoongi didn’t see the fact that his best friend’s ex meeting him in a cafe as a threat. But he suspected she was going to talk about Hoseok since he was one of the only subjects they had in common.

— Well he didn't think too long I guess, she said bitterly.
— He did what he could to spare your feelings Rema, and you didn't do much to make it all right.

She knew it. And she regretted it bitterly, but if he had given her one more chance to redeem themselves they would have been happy again.

— But despite that, I was sure he was still in love with you.

She looked up at Yoongi, questioning him. He then revealed to her that the evening he came to her home, drunk he was trying to find out once and for all if he still had feelings for her.

" — You’re hurting me..!
— You’re so... Beautiful
— You’re breathe smells alcohol let-hmm! "

His meaningless gestures that night, she was starting to understand them.

“— Yoongi was wrong
— What about Yoongi? What are you saying?
— Nothing, nothingness Rema, I .. "

He stopped loving her for a long time before that night, a long time before he cheated on her. She went that night in her bed, curled up. He wasn’t in love with her for a long time and forced himself to stay with her. She screamed against her pillow after having stifled her sobs. Why had she not kept him?
She was lonely now. And he was with her.

She watched them for two weeks. She knew that Hyejin worked in a hair salon where he often came to see her so that they could have lunch together. She also knew that they were spending more time together compared to when he was with Rema. As at the beginning of their relationship.
The dates they had were varied. Restaurants, cinema, museums, zoo, amusement park... She could see that they were doing everything to maintain the love they had for each other.

Love.

It was felling like a knife to the heart to see them so close. And it wasn’t similar to how he was with her. He didn't kiss her that way, firstly because Rema didn't really like affection in public, but also because there seemed to be something more while they kissed. Rema couldn't see what.

Yi Na was right when she said they were noisy. But they didn’t care, because it was like they were only two people in the world. And the others did not exist. They were happy.
But nothing gripped Rema's heart more than when she followed them to Hoseok’s apartment. She had seen through his bedroom window where the light was on that Hoseok closed the blinds.

Rema was an adult. So she knew very well what it meant.

They were having sex.

She returned home, with tears that had already been shed for a long time.

That evening she had cried until having a headache and screamed out till losing her voice. She was angry. At herself, at him, at this girl.
She was developing deep rage, rage that she hadn't felt in a long time. No, actually she never felt anything like this. And that feeling was painful, it scratched the contours of her stomach fervently. She had to calm this beginning of acrimony.

One day she went to the hair salon where Hyejin worked. No risk of seeing Hoseok here today, because she knew it was Wednesday. And on Wednesday he often planned to spend the evening with his friends. She had observed Hyejin that day. She was passionate about hairdressing for sure, but to see her concentrated in her work did not interest Rema. She wanted to interact with Hyejin at all costs.

What did she had more than Rema?

— Hello, they told me you wanted a color, asked the brunette to her client who had just arrived.
— That's it, Rema smiled at her.

Rema watched all the gestures Hyejin made. And Hyejin noticed it, and while meeting the future blonde's eyes she wondered if there was a problem. Usually customers were busy reading a magazine or on their phone, but that customer was just staring at her.

— Your have nice hair, complimented Hyejin by applying the product to the strands of the client.
— Thank you. My boyfriend often tells me that, this is what he prefers on me physically, she replied in a cheerful voice.
— I can imagine, what a lucky guy, he must love being able to stroke them.
— Yes, he loves it.

And it was true. Rema remembered how he sniffed them when she fell asleep in his arms. And now it's that girl’s hair that he certainly liked to smell.
The way she spoke in the present as if to avoid suspicion by Hyejin might seem strategic but the truth is that a tiny part of her was delusional.

Her delirium increased when, after she posted her photo on Instagram to mark her return to the social network following the finalization of her new hairstyle, Hoseok had liked her picture.
She was happy for a few hours thinking that the two of them were still able to get back together. But it all collapsed when Hoseok posted a new photo of him and Hyejin where the caption written made her blood run cold.

My love.

My love?! It was her nickname! That’s how Hoseok called her! And now he called another girl like that?

She was not going to let it happen, She couldn't let this happen.

She hadn't slept during the whole night. She only thought about one thing. The rage that nibbled her from the inside. The jealousy that blinded her. The resentment she had towards everything, especially them, especially him.

She couldn't let him do it.

The choice of  the makeup she had made today was very special. Hoseok liked it when she had that makeup when they were still together. A nude makeup style, which does not completely hid her face.

She didn't want to let him do it.

She went to his place, an address she knew really well, because if they were still together she would have move in his house.

She stop him from forgetting what they were.

She rang the doorbell, which she thought was completely ridiculous because she knew his code. But this time she wanted to do things intelligently.
The fact that Hoseok mentioned Hyejin didn’t help when he opened the door to her. But she wanted her plan to succeed so much that she was controlling herself to not get mad.

— R-Rema? What are you doing here?
— I need to talk to you about something.

Hoseok frowned. Why did Rema come to his house today? The last time she was here was six months ago, when she came drunk to his house. He hesitated to let her in but finally did when he saw that she wasn’t drunk and that was already a good point to him.

He let her in with the intention of making conversation last as short as possible. He didn’t want the situation to be embarrassing if Hyejin arrived while they were talking. This is why for once, Hoseok didn’t offered her something to drink or told her to sit down as he did for guests he had.

— What do you want to talk about? He asked, watching her walk towards the middle of her living room.

He certainly guessed the answer. Because Yoongi couldn’t keep for himself the day when she talked with him. But Hoseok was not worried because like Yoongi that day, he was sure that Rema had already recovered from their separation and moved on. The photo on Instagram, her absence from his call log where he had proof that she was harassing him a few months earlier, the fact that he heard from friends they had in common that she felt better... Everything suggested that she was fine.

She looked around Hoseok’s living room, which hadn't changed since the last time she came. Except the polaroids placed on the coffee table which seemed to be badly arranged.

Indeed Hoseok hadn't been able to find the perfect place to put them since this morning which was the time when he and his girlfriend had taken them. In his polaroids you could see that the proof that they were happy was irrefutable.

Rema stared at them for a few seconds, these polaroids, that anger feeling that had been scratching her heart for weeks was starting to become more painful and acute.

— Do you have a girlfriend?

Ridiculous, because she already knew the answer. And when she saw Hoseok change his expression, she worried that her plan would fall apart.
By intuition Hoseok was beginning to understand that his ex had not just come for a courtesy call. He feared a remake of the last time she came, but after all it was just a question and in addition he saw her watching the polaroids on the coffee table who were not supposed to be there.

- Uh ... Yeah, he simply replied .

Rema's heart sank, even if she already knew, hearing from the one she loved that he was with another girl was not an easy thing.
Again, like last night, she was jealous. The hostile feeling of jealousy that she felt at knowing the advantage that this Hyejin had of being with Hoseok took hold of her.

She lifted her face to swallow her tears placing her hands on her hips. Even if her back was facing Hoseok, he noticed that something was wrong.

— Wow.. You moved on really fast, she said before turning around to face him.

She had taken care to change the tight features of her expression, smiling wryly. It completely changed everything for Hoseok who was not reassured to prove his intuition right.

— Sorry, what?
— I really thought I mattered to you, I was so naive, she said, laughing nervously.

Hoseok quickly understood where she was coming from, but frowned. Now she really wanted to make him look as the bad guy when he had tried. He told her. Many times, especially after their breakup. To be plunged back into the memory of the feelings where he felt useless at her side, the guilt of the evening when he had cheated on her and above all the weight on his shoulders which he had by forcing himself to stay with her, made him sigh.

— What are you talking about Rema?

He knew she was aware of it, which is why he was exasperated. He still didn't want to have this conversation with her.

— It's been a year for God sakes! I thought you moved on! he cut her off when she started to argue ridiculously.
— How? Hoseok, we have the same friends, we live in the same city and we frequent the same places!

Something was wrong with this conversation. Hoseok noticed this as he heard the way Rema was speaking. But he couldn't put his finger on it.

They no longer went to the same places, Hoseok had stopped going after Hyejin had introduced him to new places where he was now newly going more often. The same goes for their friends. As far as he knew, she cut all contact with those who were close to Hoseok.

— It doesn’t matter Rema, we’re not together anymore. You really should-
— Do you love her? She cut him off.

Hoseok huffed over the question. He shook his head, biting the inside of his cheek and answering:

— That’s really none of your business.

Rema's lips were trembling. She couldn’t help herself. Was she pitiful to the point where he refused to tell her the truth? She then started slowly walking around the room, fist on her mouth.

— You fucking jerk... she breathed, half sobbing half sneering.
— Rema.
— The worst part is that you guys don't even feel guilty, you and that ... Bitch!

Yes. Rema had also discovered that Hyejin and the mysterious person with whom Hoseok had cheated on her on their anniversary were the same person.
Rema hadn't been to this hair salon only once, and Hyejin was not suspicious for a second of Rema and had naively confided to her after receiving a call from Hoseok confirming that they were going to see each other the next day for lunch. She had told her about the day they really met while she was giving her a deep haircare.

Not a really professional behavior but Rema had allowed her to anwer her phone strategically to be able to ask her a few questions. And that's how she knew the circumstances of how they met.

"— I'm don’t really believe in God you know, but the Lord made our paths cross when I really thought I was never going to see him again.
— Really?
— Yeah! He left the club with such a weird face after we kissed for the first time. I thought at first that it was because he thought I was lamentable in the art of kissing...But hey I actually never really knew what was the reason, and I really have to ask him! ”

Unsurprisingly it hadn't improved her condition in any way. She hadn't gone back to this salon after that day, making her own conclusions.

— Don’t talk about her like that, said Hoseok firmly.

Rema looked at him with contempt. For her it was the least Hyejin deserved. She had taken Hoseok from her while they were still together.

— But wait a second, what are you talking about? Why should we feel guilty?
— I cried so much that night, I cried so much after seeing that you cared for me, I felt so bad for ruining everything and meanwhile she was stealing you from me...

Hoseok's breath caught. He had finally seen what was off. There was something wrong with Rema. He never admitted to anyone that Hyejin was the girl he had cheated on Rema with that night, not even his friends. So how did she found out?

— Rema, you really should leave, he gulped.
— And fuck! All these days I’ve just seen how you found the perfect girl. I'm not even sure you ever fought with her, not even once! It’s completely crazy because over time I just saw that she was everything I wasn’t, she explained, worrying more her ex-boyfriend.
— D-Did you follow us?
— I couldn't ... I couldn't continue further that evening when you came back from this restaurant where she drank a few glasses of wine and then she and you...

Hoseok's eyes widened. He remembered that evening which happened barely some time ago. He was aware of what was going on. She had gone insane.

— Okay enough, you are leaving my house now, he said, approaching her to grab her arm and drag her outside.

But Rema backed away, shook her arm, and from the sleeve of her large shirt pulled out a kitchen knife, which she grabbed when the object slipped over her hand. She pointed the stabbing weapon at Hoseok.

— Don’t you dare try to come any closer, she said curtly with the features of her hardened expression.

He stepped back quickly, raising his arms with a horrified expression. He realized too late that his ex-girlfriend had lost her mind.

— Rema, put that knife down.
— You know that I didn’t originally bring it for you? I just wanted to talk with you and .. and then kill myself after that but everything changed the moment you hesitated to admit that you loved Hyejin.. because that was none of my business?! Shit Hoseok, am I that insignificant to you? She said with a trembling voice.

Hoseok was trying to keep his cool. Enraging her was the last thing he wanted to do.

— You're wrong Rema, I did care about you.
— But stop talking in the past! And you’re lying! Otherwise you wouldn't have gone with her... Ah!

He had tried to take the knife from her, trying to grab her wrist. She was faster than by avoiding his hold, but he had time to grab her by her shoulders and press her against the wall.
He then took advantage of Rema's stunning moment to try to snatch the knife from her. Unfortunately the moment when he thought she was dizzy was just a bad assumption because during that short moment he had felt the knife pierce his skin.

He screamed in pain when she pulled out her knife. Hoseok stepped back and she took advantage of it to escape from his grip, or at least she tried because Hoseok had managed to catch her this time by the wrist of the arm where she grabbed the knife.
She injured him in the shoulder and he was hurt, but not bad enough to not try to calm her down and stop her in her madness.

Hoseok had pulled her towards him, yelling her to drop the knife and grabbing her other wrist. He then understood that a demon had come into her, she was screaming hysterically and her eyes had turned red with anger.

She cried out to him to let go of her and he was more afraid of her. Having stabbed him once did not seem to have calmed her, she was blinded and did not realize the situation which was already extremely serious.

While trying to free herself by wrestling and moving, Rema had fallen with Hoseok on the coffee table, and their position was now as he stood above her. He maintained the pressure he had on her wrist by squeezing it with all his might.

— Rema drops that knife!

This time she had obeyed him reluctantly, because she had been hit on the head by falling on the coffee table. A drop of blood from the wound on Hoseok's shoulder fell on Rema's cheek. This drop mingled with the tears that had spurted from her eyes a few seconds earlier as she was hysterically screaming at him.

He quickly grabbed the knife and kept it as far away from his ex as possible. He felt the pain in his shoulder more vividly and pressed his hand to it to stifle the bleeding.

The police.

Before getting treatment he had to make sure Rema didn't get near him. She had gone completely mad. She had no idea of what was the reality, and had apparently reached an enormous level of insanity. He grabbed his phone with his bloody hand, which was on the sofa, after making sure that his ex-girlfriend was not moving.

Her skull was sore and she moaned in pain for this reason. This time, she was really stunned.

As he dialed the police number, he heard the bell on his front door indicating that the code had been entered to enter the apartment.

— Heard that babe? This time I memorized your code right, said Hyejin as she came into the living room with a bag in his hand where there was the fruits they were supposed to eat together that evening.

She stopped when she saw her boyfriend's long sleeve t-shirt stained with blood and dropped her bag to run towards him.

— My God! Hoseok, what happened to you?

Wanting to make him sit on the sofa she saw a girl lying along the coffee table and gasped in surprise.

— But what-

Hoseok who had grabbed his girlfriend’s arms. He knew that Hyejin was not safe at the moment, he also knew that she needed an explanation but this conversation could not happen here.

— Let's get out of here Hyejin, quick, he said, grabbing her by the wrist.
— Hoseok! But..

She had seen her boyfriend quickly change his expression staring at something behind her and did not understand immediately. She even less understood when he pushed her aside, so that she was thrown to the ground. When she understood it was already too late. A shrill scream escaped from her mouth when she saw the scene unfolding in front of her.

Rema, recognized the voice of the girl who stole her place in Hoseok’s heart, had overcome her physical pain and then regained the feeling that was fiercely stabbing in her heart at the time. Even more when she saw that Hoseok was afraid of her getting hurt.

How dare he?

She had quickly thought that moment when Hoseok had the reflex to look up at her after he tried to convince Hyejin to leave the apartment.

He had no right. No right to love this girl to the point of wanting to protect her.

She had taken the knife that Hoseok had left on the couch, having replaced it with his cell phone in order to call the police earlier and rushed towards them to relieve the rage and jealousy that boiled in her for a while.

He would no longer have to protect her, and she would no longer have to be jealous.

In the blink of an eye, Hyejin's back had become Hoseok's chest, and that anger Rema wanted to hit Hyejin with this knife was ultimately suffered by Hoseok. When she realized what had happened, she took out the knife and let go of it, her hand trembling.

The stab that he had just received in his abdominal area caused him to lean forward. He put his two hands on his stomach. He took a few steps back before his legs gave up on him. He moaned in pain when he felt the blood flow on his hands.

Rema only realized now that her rage was just a daze, because seeing the man she loved lying on the ground and moaning in pain from her fault was starting to cloud her mind, she backed off shocked that she intended to do, which was to take the life of a human being.

Nor had she escaped the fact that he had once again proven that he loved this other girl, saving her life to giving his own.

She barely heard Hyejin scream and crawl towards him to press her hand against the wound.

— Hoseok, Hoseok baby stay with me, can you hear me? Hyejin said the trembling voice and feeling her tears rising.

While Hyejin begged Hoseok to keep his eyes open, Rema had left the apartment, her hand on her chest and wide-eyed outraged by the scene that had just happened, as if it was just fictional, not real.

She staggered before sitting on the floor in the hallway of the building not far from the front door of the apartment. Her gaze was blank. Having as a last memory before passing out, the last look Hoseok had given her before collapsing to the ground.