Changkyun: ".....Let's take some time to think."
Bebe: "..What?"
My heart sinks. At first, I wonder if I'm crazy and heard wrong, or if I did something wrong. All sorts of thoughts come to mind.
Bebe: "Did I hear that wrong..? Can you say that again?"
Changkyun: "..Sorry. I'm thinking too much before I speak. To be honest, I think I'm getting...bored."
- I've already heard and seen it said from his own mouth, so it's hard to deny. It feels like even our relationship, which seemed like it would never go away for five years, has finally grown distant. We'll probably break up eventually because we get bored like everyone else. I never thought we'd have a dramatic relationship where you date for a long time and end up marrying your first love, and even though I knew we'd break up someday, why does my heart ache so much and it feels like my whole world is falling apart?
Bebe: "Bad guy..."
- Gulp. Before I knew it, hot tears were flowing without stopping. It didn't matter whether they were tears of sadness or tears of resentment. The tears that came down made me realize how deeply this person had taken root in my heart. I, who rarely cried for almost a year, cried until my eyes were swollen for the first time in a long time.
Changkyun: "It's just for a moment... We'll be okay soon, just like everyone else..."
-When Changkyun habitually brought his hand close to my face to wipe away my tears, I unconsciously pushed his hand away.
Bebe: "Don't be so affectionate when you say things like that..."
- Wiping away my tears, I turned my body towards the house.
Bebe: "..I'm going. Take care."
-It's such a miserable thought, but I hope you change your mind and hold me... hug me...
Changkyun: "I loved you so much, Bebe."
-I ran fast, I ran without thinking. I was already out of breath from crying, but running made me even more out of breath. Hearing the word “I loved” in the past tense of “I love you” made me feel like it was really the end.
Bebe: (on the phone to her friend)
"...Would you like to drink?"
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How many days have passed since that day?
Every time I see you at university, my heart feels like it's being chained to me.
I still can't forget you, so I'm living a broken life...
It makes me angry that you seem to be breathing and living so well.
I was upset, but at the same time, I thought it was fortunate.
A breakup where only one person suffers is probably a better breakup. A breakup that's less of a disaster.