The world is  n a s t y  place.
And can brake you into a million small  d r o p l e t s.
And yet again I was ferociously scolding myself for trying out
to not  t h i n k i n g 
about  J u n g k o o k.

The thought of  h i m, saying my
  o w n   n a m e,
was like terrorism to my consciousness.
And I wasnt even a  r e l i g i o u s woman.

It has been a while since  o u r  last meeting,
but I've heard from  K a r a, that he
is searching for  m e.
Strange.
Why  J u n g k o o k  would do that, when he already had a  c r u s h  on someone?

"Is this a part of his job?"
- I spoke to myself, as I put blanket over head.
I   w a s n't   r e a d y   t o   f a c e
outside world,
n o r   h i m.
But a certain unknown number interrupted my flow,
calling me in the  d e p t h  of the
n i g h t.

"Hello?"
- I answer suspicious.

"W h e r e   d o   y o u   h i d e,
b e a u t i f u l?"
- I froze from hearing that
v o i c e.