Hyosung looked around her and it hurt her to see the couples walking hand in hand. Her palms sweated from the heat and yet, it felt cold somehow. Inside, her heart ached for the love she had been longing for the last three years. No, it wasn’t a love just from anyone that she wanted. It was his love that she had been longing for.
She missed him. Three years and the feeling still didn’t go away. Hyosung hated herself for being this weak. Most importantly, to be forced to acknowledge how empty she was feeling with his disappearance.
His name was Jung Joon Young. And Hyosung was his.