Ga Eul made her way through the crowd in a daze. She could faintly hear the sobs and sniffs of the people around her. She should have expected this kind of crowd…whiny, loud and, of course, female. She was So Yi Jeong, after all. The female population was his specialty. She looked around for a familiar face, there weren't any. All she could see were faceless random women and all she could hear were their cries for him, like they were more than just one night stands, like they actually meant something to him. She wanted to slap every single one of them in the face. What right did they have to cry like that? They didn't know Yi Jeong. Not the way she did. Did they know that his eyes grow two sizes bigger when he's mad? Or that he can speak four languages? Did they know that when he was younger, his favorite game was hide and seek? Or that, even if they don't agree on everything, he would do by far anything for the F4? No, they didn't know that. But she did. She knew everything about him down to the last detail. Not because he told her, but because she pays attention, not like those sluts who thought they did. So why was it that while they were crying their hearts out, she couldn't even let one tear fall? It was unfair; she had every fucking right in the world to cry about him. It was her that meant the most to him, she knew that now. She had no doubt whatsoever on her mind anymore. But that didn't really now, did it? He was gone. Even if she got up the table and creamed to the whole room that he was painstakingly in love with him, it still wouldn't have mattered. He was gone again…only this time he wasn't coming back. And she was alone again…only this time she had no promise to hold on to anymore.

She stopped walking a few inches from his casket. She debated first on whether to look at it or just stay where she was standing. It was safer there, away from his handsome face. His handsome, lifeless face. She looked to her side; Woo Bin sunbae was there, his eyes red and his gaze empty, Jun Pyo and Ji Hu didn't look any different. She tried to imagine how they felt, probably like one part of their whole being was taken away. She assumed this, because that was exactly how she felt. She couldn't imagine how things would ever get back to normal after this, maybe it never would. How could she possibly show up to work everyday knowing that she would never see Yi Jeong again? It seemed impossible, all of it did. The fact that he didn't wake up anymore, the fact that now there really wasn't a possibility for them to end up together, the fact that he wasn't her soulmate…it was all impossible. This couldn't really be the end, please don't let it be…but as she walked forward and looked down to gaze at him (the masochistic part of her won), she couldn't help but feel the end slapping her in the face. He was there, it was real…she felt like all the air had been knocked out of her, she couldn't breathe, the tears started to f all non stop, she could hear her own sobs, she could feel an arm wrap around her, asking her to calm down. But she couldn't, the pain was just too much…he couldn't be gone, she kept telling herself. This couldn't be happening, they had so many plans, he had so many promises…she couldn't lose him, not now, not ever. She just couldn't, there were still so many words unsaid, so many secrets untold. She hasn't even told him she loved him yet and now…now she would never be able to. That feeling, that feeling alone hurt like hell.

"Sunbae…" she muttered to herself. She could feel so many people around her now; she could faintly hear their voices. She didn't care, their voice wasn't the one she longed to hear, and their arms weren't the she wanted holding her…

"Sunbae!"

Ga Eul woke up to a pillow hitting her in the face. She blinked as she adjusted her eyes to the light. The ceiling was white; her back was soar…where was she? She looked to her side and her heart almost jumped out of her chest. There was Yi Jeong, leaning casually on the side of his bed, dressed in casual clothes. He had cast on his leg, a bandage on his forhead and some bruises but other than that, he seemed perfectly fine. But her dream, her dream felt so real…like he really was there in that casket, that he really was gone. But there he was, smirking at her and looking like a tragic movie star than he had any right to…so no one could really blame her when she jumped out of the couch she was sleeping on and went straight for Yi Jeong.

"Sunbae! You're…you're here." She felt like crying as she put her hand around him. He was real, this wasn't a dream…

"Of course I'd be here, Ga Eul yang. Where else would I be?" he wrapped his arm around her waist and hugged her back. It felt like weeks since he'd last seen her and her hugging him like this without a reason wasn't something he was going to complain about.

"I had a dream…" she removed her arms from him, much to Yi Jeong's dismay.

"Yeah, I figured. You were restless. I kept on nudging you to wake up but you wouldn't budge so I just threw a pillow at you…and then moved away in case you, you know, hurt me." He admitted sheepishly.

"We're not talking about you, sunbae! We're talking about my dream. And in my dream you were dead, and I was at you funeral, and there were so many people there, all girls and they were crying and sobbing and our friends were there, I was going hysterical and I was crying so hard and…and…" Yi Jeong placed his hand on her shoulders.

"Breathe for a while; would you, Ga Eul yang? I'm fine, I'm alive…that was all just a dream." He patted her head comfortingly. Ga Eul nodded and wrapped her arms around him, hugging and sandwiching him between her and his bed.

"I'm just really glad you're not dead!" she exclaimed.

"I am too, though I don't think I'd be alive any longer if you keep crushing my leg like that…" Ga Eul immediately broke free and took two big steps backward. I should have just let her crush it, Yi Jeong thought, already missing her warmth.

"Oh gosh, I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?"

"No, no…it's fine, Ga Eul yang. Now why don't you come here and hug me again?" he smirked his Casanova smirk. Ga Eul rolled her eyes at him.

"Ha, that was a one time thing, sunbae." She informed him, giving him a smirk of her own.

"So you mean I have to get in another accident again?" he joked but Ga Eul's face got all serious and she smacked him on his arm. Hard.

"Aish, Ga Eul yang! I have bruises there!"

"How in the world could you joke about something like that?" Obviously she didn't care where the hell he had bruises because she hit him again on the same arm.

"Fine, okay. I'm sorry! You don't have to get so violent." He rubbed his painful arm. Ga Eul stuck her tongue at him.

"Why are you dressed like that already anyway?" she asked.

"Would you have preferred me in the hospital gown, Ga Eul yang?" he teased once again earning another eye roll from Ga Eul.

"As if, sunbae. I was just wondering why you're all ready to go already. Have you been released?" He checked his watch.

"About two hours ago, yeah. I was just waiting for you to wake up." he told her. He had woken up to find Ga Eul sleeping on the couch beside his bed; he didn't wake her up because she seemed so peaceful so instead he buzzed for a nurse. The doctor immediately checked him up and told him he was going to be okay but needed to stay for a while. He asked if he could just heal from home. The doctor was reluctant to let him go at first but after securing from Yi Jeong that he would hire a personal doctor, he finally agreed. It was just that Yi Jeong didn't like hospitals, it reminded him too much of his many visits to his mother.

"How long was I out? When did you wake up?" she questioned.

"Quite a long time, I didn't want to wake you up."

"So you were just watching me sleep?" Ga Eul had the smirk back on her face again. Yi Jeong was just so easy to get at times.

"Get your stuff. We're leaving now." He turned his back on her, trying to hide his embarrassment. He could hear Ga Eul's laugh from behind and her soft mumble of 'softie'.

Ga Eul laughed at his immediate change of subject. He was so a closet a softie. She also caught the fact that he didn't deny watching her sleep too. That made her smile even more.

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Yi Jeong hopped around his room, bending every now and then to look under something. He can't he believe he lost it again, misplaced it rather. What the hell did the accident do to his brain? He hears his door opening and a familiar voice calls out.

"Yi Jeong sunbae!" he hops to his bed fast to try to act like he just got up.

"Cut the crap, sunbae. I heard you hopping two streets away." Ga Eul exaggerated. She propped down on the couch next to his bed, she had a box in hand.

"Don't tell me you lost them again. Those are crutches, sunbae! Pretty big so they're not so hard to lose."

"I didn't lose them! I swear to God, someone must be coming here every night to take it from beside my bed." He defended himself. He really never remembered where he places them, causing him to hop more than he should.

"I think you're just getting old, sunbae." She teased. He stuck his tongue at her, playfully.

"So what brings you here, Ga Eul yang? And what's that?" he points to the box in her hand. She blushes.

"Oh, this. Right, uh…"Yi Jeong could tell she was double thinking whatever it was she was going to do. Yi Jeong sits up on his bed and pats the place next to him.

"C'mere."

Ga Eul takes a deep breath and walks to his bed. She sits cross legged and plays with the box's cover.

"Okay, so first off, you have to promise not to laugh, okay? I wanted to show this to you on the day of the accident but I couldn't, for obvious reasons, so…" she handed him the box. He slowly opened it. He felt his heart skip a bat as he saw everything inside.

Everything they ever experienced, every memory they had…it was there. Pictures, the scarf he put on her on their first fake date, the handkerchief he gave her when she cried on the pool, the empty bottle of the perfume he bought her on their second fake date, every letter he wrote her…it was all there. He looked up.

"Ga Eul yang…"

"That is my Yi Jeong box." She tells him, refusing to meet his eyes.

"It has reminders of everything we ever did together, from the very beginning to the end. I don't know if that seems stalker-ish or something but…" Yi Jeong puts his finger to her chin and lifts it up.

"I love it, Ga Eul yang." She smiles that bright smile of hers and it was hard for Yi Jeong not to do the same.

"I wanted to give that to you because, well, I wanted to show you that even if for the past four years that you were gone I wanted to shoot you, I never stopped remembering. And I never will." Yi Jeong couldn't help it anymore. He was just feeling so much at that moment for this girl in front of him…care, gratefulness, admiration. He leaned forward, meeting Ga Eul's lips with his. It was very fast, just a peck but Yi Jeong doesn't think he's had a kiss that good, ever. He pulls back and sees Ga Eul's flustered face.

"Sunbae…"

"I'm sorry, Ga Eul yang, but I had to do that. You…you're just amazing." He admitted nervously. Ga Eul blushed even more.

"Sunbae, I…" but Yi Jeong cut her off again. There was still one thing he had to say, something he's never said to her before. Something he's never said to anyone before…

"Wait, I need to say something first…"

"No, sunbae, you don't need to apologize anymore…"

"I'm not going to; I just need you to know…"

"Oh my gosh, you did think it was stalker-ish! Oh…"

"No, it's not that, Ga Eul yang…"

"Then why did you tell me you liked it?" Ga Eul wasn't even listening to Yi Jeong anymore so he silenced her with his hand.

"I did like it. Would you listen to what I'm going to say?"

"Fine! What is it, sunbae? And you don't need…"

"I love you."

"What?" Ga Eul couldn't process much anymore after he dropped those words. Did he…did he just tell her…

"You're making me say it again?" Ga Eul nods slowly. What if she heard him wrong? Yi Jeong takes a deep breath.

"I love you, Ga Eul yang. It seems out of character for me to say it out of the blue but I had to put it out there." Ga Eul nods once again, she still couldn't let his words sink in.

"It would be nice for you to say something, Ga Eul yang. But not 'thank you'. Oh God, please not 'thank you'…" his blabbering snapped Ga Eul from her trance. She smiled widely at him.

"Thank you." It was her turn to lean in and place her lips on his. Yi Jeong was taken aback but not for long as he kissed her back eagerly. They broke the kiss in need for air.

"And I love you too."