His words were like a beautiful song.

Too sweet and smooth to be true.

"You're beautiful and I just want to stare at you for the rest of my life." He said.

"Take a pic-"

"No. I want you, not your picture, I want you, Hyoyeon." He spoke, mesmerising me along with every word that left his plump, pigmented lips.

Why did you say those? It's all so very annoying and painful at this moment, Wooshin.

You hurt me...

What it resulted in?

Pain.

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