Chapter 19

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"This is what you get for tickling me!" He yelled as continued to tickle me.

"S-stop!" I yelled playfully as he stopped than helped me sit up.

"Sorry." He said once silence grew between us.

"It's okay... I'm sorry too." I said as he sighed.

"So stubborn." He said as I just smiled.

"That's me." I said as he smiled.

"Yup... but you can't me saying sorry without you saying it after me." He said as I groaned.

"I feel sorry, plus... I should be sorry." I said as he sighed.

"Okay fine." He said as I smiled.

"Anyway... you should be heading home soon." I said as I got up.

"Aish... I know... but... I'd rather be here than with those annoying guys." He said as I smiled than sighed.

"I understand your pain but...I think they need their hyung to be safe." I said and he sighed.

"Yea... I guess your right. I'm probably their best female figure there." He said as I smiled.

"Stay that way." I said as he followed me to the door.

"Do you mind?" He asked me as I sighed the nodded trying to not seem annoyed.

"I, I need a ride home." He said as I sighed.

"Um... my tire is flat." I said as he sighed.

"Okay... I'll walk." He said as I sighed.

"Okay... um... sage stay and stay clear from weird guys." I said and he nodded.

"I will and, you sleep well." He said as I sighed then shut the door.

He's gone. Thank the lord!

I rushed up to my room and looked around.

It's still the same except for a broken beer bottle.

What is this?

I quickly picked up the beer bottle and tried to be careful with it but I got a little cut, it's not little it's kinda big. I sighed.

"Great... now I have sometime to tell N." I said as I threw away the bottle. I went to the bathroom and washed me hands and when the bleeding sore of stopped I took the bandages and wrapped up my hand.

I walked to my room and when I was about to hop into bed I saw a note on my bed.

I picked it up and read it.

Dear Yejin,

I know I've failed you but, just remember, that I've always kept my promise. Just remember that. And bury that deep down in your heart.

My dad wrote this. But he knew he was going to die. What?

But... he did die. But he couldn't write the note when he's dead.

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