When I thought that I finally got rid of you from my system, you came back, yet once again.

Dressed in black.

Like the colour of your pathetic heart.

You're and imbecile if you thought that I'd still be looking towards your direction.

Hell, you're an imbecile if you thought that I'd go even near you.

Firstly, why did you even have to come to my friend's funeral?

I should've been mourning over her death, yet why can't I take my mind off of the pathetic time we spent together.

I hate you, Wooseok.

Yet again, why do I still feel it when I think of you?

Why do I feel pain?

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