When you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye, you're just like an angel, your skin makes me cry.
Hyun Joong strummed his guitar, singing the one song that seemed to calm him down as he thought about what happened the night before.
‘Hyung! Are you okay?’
‘Buin? Is that you?’
‘Yong Saeng hyung! Help!!’
Hyun Joong looked up at the person shaking him awake and slowly came back to his senses. Shaking his head, he slowly got off the floor and leaned against the table, holding his hands to his head. He did not realize that his face was wet with tears, he didn’t know why the memory of that missing person in his life seemed to torment him more than anyone knew.
‘Kyu Jong ah… what is wrong with me? Why do I keep remembering this person, this name, and this laughter when I don’t remember her at all? Who is this person? Why does it hurt so badly when I have no idea who she is at all?’
‘Hyung…’
‘No, listen to me. I want to remember, yet I am afraid to remember. I want to know who she is, yet I don’t dare to. If she really was someone important to me then why isn’t she here now? If the thought of her can make me hurt this badly, that should mean that she was someone I held dear to me right? Then why am I here alone?’ he asked before breaking down in loud sobs.
Kyu Jong watched Hyun Joong crumbling before him before he made his decision. He had to know the truth. No matter what everyone else said.
‘Hyung… I need to tell you something.’
‘Hyungsunim.. she was someone special. To all of us, but mostly to you. She could brighten up a room just by being there, and the best thing about her was her laughter. You used to think of everything you could just to get her to laugh for you, and when she did, you were the happiest person in the world.’
‘Then where is she now?’
‘She… she… she stopped contacting us after you broke up with her hyung. It was you who let her walk away, even though we all knew she really wanted to stay…’
You float like a feather, in a beautiful world, I wish I was special, you're so fuckin' special.
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here.
She's running out again, she's running out, she run run run run... run... run...