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“You said you were in Japan that time” one simple remark from her almost ruined everything.

“Y yes.. I was.. wwhy?” he answered with falter. He glanced at her hoping that everything wont discovered or they’re done.

“Uh.. but this photo here tells me otherwise..” she pointed the screen in front of her while her eyes fixed on her boyfriends’

Jiyong peered on the screen, and his jaw dropped to the floor, there he saw his photo snogging at Sandara Park’s face in one of most private café in Seoul he though. He cursed out loud in his head, fucking netizen! They wont stop till someone dies, will they?

“i.. I can explain this, Bi..” he once again faltering, hoping his girlfriend would believe al the bluff he’d be throw like always, cheating was never an easy task after all.

“Oh! No need!” Shinbi smiled bright at him, she got up from the seat and turned to face him, “I believed you, you said you were in Japan, then you WERE in Japan..”

Jiyong didn’t know what to respond, his girlfriend didn’t investigate him like she always did every time she smelled something fishy about him and Sandara.

“ggeu..geure??” but he smiled, relieved.

“Yes! Of course..” she reassured him, as Jiyong pulled her into a hug. She pecked his cheek.

“But, Ji..” she pushed Jiyong who still had smile on his face.

“Hmmm?” he pecked her lips.

“I also believe that you choose Sandara onnie over me, so I think we just have to stop here..” Shinbi stated calmly, while Jiyong hoped his ears deceived him.

“Wh.. what’chu mean?” he asked nervously.

She grabbed her bag and headed straight to the door of their little house they lived for almost a year.

“I mean, we’re done, geut, over..” she smiled again, “I waited for almost 4 month now, but I think you didn’t have any intention to admit it.. so I think I’ll just tap it” she twisted the door’s knob.

“Oh, ya.. Kwon Jiyong, I known it since day one FYI.. and just don’t cry.. I let you slip this time coz it’s the last time.. bye my ex boyfriend!” and with that she closed the door, leaving Jiyong dumbfounded.

He just caught by his girlfriend, and she didn’t even shed a tear, she broke up with him instead, as easy as that. His knees buckled and his sorry ass bumped the sofa. It’s too late, regret do came late. And like she had stated earlier, he cried.

Vogue in his mind, her statement at the beginning of their relationship, I hate being lied, so Oppa, be honest! How hard it is, how painful it is, I’ll endure it as long as you honestly tell me. And I’ll gladly tap it, but once I caught you lying to me, every thing will just over.

And every thing has just over. He wanted to bring his scrawny legs to run after her, but his body wont let him to, he just felt numb, he know Shinbi too well, over means over, there’s no way back, not even as a friend.

A ringtone of his phone woke him up from his regretful daydreaming; he read the name of the caller.

“Sandara Park”

Fucking cheating!! He cursed out loud while pushing the end button.