Youngbae mocked him as they were now out of the campus and to one of his close friend’s pub… Jiyong didn’t attend any of his clubs today mumbling what would be the use of it now… Youngbae even had the hardest time pulling him out of the campus because he continuously and embarrassingly insisted that he loves Dara… that he should pick her up from her class… that someone might take her away from him and so on and so forth… he totally ruined his image… good thing people already went home when he went ballistic trying to get to Dara’s room…
And now… after thinking that Jiyong already recovered from his despair… his friend’s lips began to tremble again… tears started to run down on his cheeks again… he has totally become a tear machine within a day… which made Youngbae had another hard time suppressing himself from laughing at his friend’s current state…
“Yah… just get over it and move on… drink it down and it’ll be gone in no time… there are lot of better girls out there for sure…”
Upon hearing Youngbae’s words… Jiyong’s tears quickly stopped… he then instantly glared at his friend…
“What…?”
Youngbae innocently asked him before munching on some snacks…
“What the f*ck are you talking about…? There are no better girls than Dara… she’s the most beautiful… perfect girl any man could even imagine of having… I can’t just forget about her and pull some ugly b!tch in sight… they are nothing compared to her…!”
He burst out before gulping down a glass of alcohol, probably he thought it was just some kind of juice… his friend smirk… at last he heard him talking normally…
“You should have thought about that before f*cking her senselessly…”
Youngbae told him… kept on munching on the snacks for he doesn’t drink…
“What…? What do you mean…?”
Jiyong asked him with a hint of grogginess in his voice…
“You treated her like a b!tch and now you’re telling me she’s way too far from all those kind of girls…”
Jiyong’s eyes widen… never he thought of her that way… never he wanted her to be that way… he loves her so much that’s why he did all of those things… he never thought he was already doing a stupid thing for she never complained to him… or didn’t she…?
“You still don’t know you’re fault… don’t you…?”
Youngbae finally set his serious tone upon seeing his friend’s confused face… Jiyong sighed and bit on his lower lip as he shook his head no… Youngbae let out a slight chuckle before speaking…
“Dara’s not just some whore that you could hump whenever you want to release yourself Jiyong-ah… she’s your girlfriend for Christ’s sake…! Have you ever asked her out for a date…?”
Jiyong looked at him and shook his head no once again…
“Even to watch a movie or something…?”
And again he shook his head…
“So you mean all those time…? The whole week…? Whenever I ask, call and texted you… you were all f*cking each others brains out…?”
Youngbae asked in disbelief… and that’s when Jiyong nodded in agreement… his friend looked at him in horror before it turned into disgust…
“Man… you need some therapy… I think you’re already a sex addict Jiyong…”
“Youngbae… you just don’t know how I feel whenever I would see her… she’s just too tempting… her skin… her lips… her-…”
“Yah…! I don’t want to hear it…! You might brainwash me and turn me into your kind…”
Jiyong’s brows slowly connected… bent down on his seat and buried his face on his palm… he can’t believe he was too obsessed with her… TOO MUCH obsession of her…
“Jiyong… you will never find yourself a girl-…”
“I don’t need any other girl besides Dara…”
He cut him off before he could finish his sentence…
“Fine… Dara won’t ever go back to you unless you change… you can always say that you already changed but heck you said it yourself… she’s just too tempting…that’s why you will surely go back to your old self…”
“What do you want me to do…?”
Jiyong said as he slowly put down his hands on his lap…
“Give her and yourself a break… Ji you have to think of what you really feel for her… you have to know the difference between lust and love… plus damn she needs to heal, you treat her like your sex slave this past week, I’m sure she’s still in shock and sore from all those ‘domestic violence’ she experienced from you…”
Jiyong gulped down another glass of alcohol… looked at his friend, with yet again tears in his eyes…
“You want me to stay away from her…?”
His voice is trembling again… looked down when his friend nodded…
“But… I-“
“You love her… yeah yeah… I get it… I now know why she won’t believe in your words… damn how many times have I heard those words from you…? Jiyong, if you really love her, you shouldn’t have done those stupid things in the first place, you should have treasured her not lusted over her… you shouldn’t have just told her those words before and after f*cking her… aisht…!”
Youngbae is obviously getting annoyed by his friend’s stupidity… at first Jiyong was staring blankly at floor... until after some time he began gulping down another glass of alcohol after another and so on… and suddenly Youngbae was startled when Jiyong slammed down the glass on the table… his head bowed down so Youngbae peeked down to see what his friend’s up to now…
“I’m sorry baby…!! I was… I was a jerk…!! I should have been the first one to know how to treasure you and yet I acted like a sex maniac j-jerk…!!! And now… how can… huhu…! Please come back to me…!!”
He poured down another glass of alcohol in his throat before continuing his incoherent speech…
“I w- was… a dick…! Oh God Dara I’m sorry baby… I… I just want you to be happy… and yet I- I just hurt you baby… my pre- precious baby…!!”
Youngbae let his friend pour out and admit his fault even the people in the pub were now discreetly laughing at his friend… after an hour of litany from Jiyong, he just slumped down on his seat… totally knocked out from all the alcohol he drunk… trails of his tears are still clear on his cheeks… he was still sobbing while sleeping…
Youngbae looked at him in pity and amazement… he sighed for this is really his first time seeing his friend in this state… maybe Dara is really special to him… he thought…
“I’m sure you’ll get her back…”
He mumbled with a smile on his face before calling his other friends to
him get the now wasted Jiyong back at its house…--
It’s already been five days since that incident in the hallway… and until now I haven’t seen even the shadow of that Kwon Jiyong…
What happened to that sex machine…? Omo…! Did he die of dehydration in the hallway…? I haven’t gone back there yet… Why would i…? I’ll only remember his crying face when he pleaded for me to stay… gosh until now I still feel so guilty even if I shouldn’t be…
But wait… did he really die in there…?! Nah… someone might have seen his corpse… it’s not as if no one will pass there and see it… Kyaaa…! Dara what are you thinking about…?!!
He used to be with Youngbae… but whenever I would see Youngbe, Jiyong’s not with him but instead group of girls were always surrounding him… now what happened to Mr. loner-slash-mysterious-slash-silent guy…?
Aigoo… It's not the time to worry about someone... I wonder where Jiyong is…?
As much as I don’t want to admit this… but I think I miss him… well of course because at least somehow I grew attached to him… who wouldn’t be if you would be literally attached to him every minute of everyday for that past whole week…?!
Now… now… I’m being exaggerated…
Honestly… I miss his blonde hair that would always stands out from the crowd… even if he looked like Lady Gaga or some corn… he’s just the only one who could pull that off…
I also miss his hand that would always hold mine whenever he’ll pick me up after class and from our house…
I miss his stubbornness even if it pisses the hell out of me… I realized he’s cute whenever he does those childish acts… His possessiveness for no one ever cared for me THAT MUCH… and even… a tiny… tinge of his pervertedness…
Aigoo… where are you Jiyong…?
Was I really harsh not to give you a second chance…? But if I chose to stay with you… I’m afraid I will not last a year and die young… and if I chose to stay, it may give you a hard time to change…
Did I do the right thing…?
“I miss you Ji…”
“Yah Dara…! It’s your turn…! What are you mumbling about in there…?”
Omo…! I almost forgot about my practice…!
Well… maybe it’s the right thing to break up with him… for at least now I have more energy stored in my body to be used for practice… next week would already be the inter-high competition and having more practice is needed for me to be confident to win it…
The coach gave me the signal to start… as much as I want to focus on my strokes… I just couldn’t… memory of him watching me while I swim would all come back to me…
‘You’re the most beautiful butterfly that I know who can swim… coz the others look more like frogs rather than butterflies…’
That jerk… he almost pulled that off, if not only for his stupid gags…
I remember him always watch me while I practice… he would wait for me as he sat on the bleachers… cheering me and would always praise my ‘butterfly stroke’… but after the break up… he never came to watch me again…
How about now… would he still not come and watch me…?
Did I really hurt him that much for him not to cheer me and praise me…?
As I lifted my head from the water… I saw a familiar figure near the bleachers… omo…! Was that Jiyong…? I was wearing my goggles but I still can figure out what the man looked like…! That blonde hair…! Omo…! Was that really him…?!!
I felt myself speeding my strokes… wanting to get at the edge of the pool quickly but then as I reached it… the man I saw earlier was already making his way out… I quickly got out of the pool not minding my coach screaming at me to get back…
“Jiyong…!”
I ran after him as I pulled the goggles off… but then I saw no one along the hallway… am I just hallucinating…? Jiyong was that really you…? Why not just stay and watch me like you usually do…?
--
Her shoulder slumped in defeat… water’s been dripping on the floor… and just then she realized that a tear already escaped her eye… mixing with her wet face…
"Jiyong..." she mumbled one last time... looking ahead the now empty hallway...
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