Sehwa's POV
He's here…Jisung is here and he's kneeling for me.
Broad shoulders are dropped, shaking with the hiccups he's letting out, his hair is over his face, hiding his handsome features.
Nothing prepared me for this; yes I'm mad at him for walking out on me like that, but I know that I also crossed the line.
He asked me to keep the boundary…
Everyone warned me ahead of now, they told me to forget it, to let it go…but I was stubborn.
I know my own heart break is my fault, but I also know…he is hurting worse, they always run when it hurts worse.
My chest aches from hours of crying, hours of forcing myself to breathe, and hours of wishing I did things differently.
"Jisung-ssi…" I whisper and he drops his head.
"Jisung-ssi…please come in, anyone can see you like this" I say with worry, and Keeho's eyes bounce around the room.
My roommate doesn't say a word, he just gets in to take his things and leaves the room.
"Please, come in" I say to Jisung and he gets up slowly.
