Wheein sobbed all day, remembering the time she spent with Byul. When did things become so different? If she started again, wouldn't it hurt less? All she wanted to do was hug Byul and cry. Wheein furrowed her eyebrows and entered Byul's chatroom. Was she blocked? Wheein felt anxious, but also hopeful. Could she catch her again? Then she would do better. Wheein wrote Byul's name in the chatroom and deleted it repeatedly. Even if Byul hadn't blocked her... It's not like I can catch her, Wheein cried again, overcome by despair. Her hair was already disheveled, her clothes were unkempt, and her room was a mess, like the room of a madman. As if she had calmed down, Wheein quickly wiped away the traces of tears and got up from the bed.
What can I say,
-
Byul, as if she had completely forgotten about Wheein, ran her hands all over Yongseon's body. She was only exploring Yongseon's body as if Wheein never existed. Gasps and lewd voices erupted. She didn't even know what situation Wheein was in. Byul pulled out her fingers that had been exploring Yongseon for a moment. Am I crazy? It hasn't even been a day since we broke up, how could you do that, you stupid Moonbyul...
“Moonbyul, forget about Jung Hwiin.”
“If only it were that easy.”
“Didn’t you settle everything with Jeong Hwi-in?”
"I don't know."
“What are you doing, making people sad?”
“Yongseon-ah.”
“...”
When I firmly called the name of the dragon ship, which had been rolling around without permission, the dragon ship looked up at Byul in fear. “It hasn’t even been an hour since we broke up,” Byul said, seemingly drawing a line between them.
“You said you loved me.”
“You know it’s not the right time for that.”
“It’s not something.”
"under-.."
“Whether an hour has passed or not, if you love me, isn’t that the end?”
“Not yet... No.”
“You always do that.”
“What did I do again?”
Yongseon glared at Byeol and asked, “Am I really the woman you love?” Byeol, of course, couldn’t continue speaking, only shaking her pupils. Who am I looking at right now? Wheein’s face kept coming up to Yongseon. Haa-.. I guess Wheein meant more to me than me. Wheein, who had turned away after being hurt by her selfish self, flashed before his eyes again.
“Hey- Moonbyul!”
Byul ignored Yongseon's single words and headed towards Wheein's house. Thoughts crossed her mind: "What if Wheein is ignoring me? What if there's another man besides me?" No, Wheein isn't as selfish as I am. So Byul knocked on Wheein's door. As expected, Wheein didn't come out, and Byul stared at the motionless door before collapsing.
I'm sorry, Wheein.