Hana arrives to work on a Saturday. Right now, nothing is flowing inside her head after she experienced the kiss and also seeing Junho hurting his hand. She works on some files and thinks, "When Momo leaves, I can finally be on the top."

After hours of working, she heads up to the rooftop. She looks out at the city while drinking coffee. The wind playfully blows through her hair and she smiles. Her past starts to arise inside her memories, and she drops her cup of coffee and clutches her head.

Hana's past & Hana POV
I don't want to remember...but it comes whenever I am in pain.

I was in love with my brother...... He was adopted and I found myself liking him when I wasn't supposed to. He was actually supposed to be in our family for quite some time, borrowing our family name until he grew up. It was a forbidden love. My parents didn't know of this until his death. We would often go on small dates together and we wouldn't mind sharing a position with him in the company. I would be with him 24/7 and he would be with me in my room, singing to me.

He would put me to sleep as I like hearing lullabies. He was only 3 years older than me. Before Momo ruined his life, I appreciated her. She would often laugh along and support us. My cold smiles will be diminished whenever we hung out. But her father had intentionally killed my brother, and a fake culprit went into jail because of it. I know Momo knows of this....her father's dark past. My brother found out everything, and was telling me all of this. I promised not to tell Momo, but I knew had to tell her. The moment when I asked Momo to meet me outside so that we can discuss this, is the day my brother died. Momo had no sympathy whatsoever, proving she is known to this fact. It all happened the day I asked her to meet at the cherry blossom tears, right outside of the city. She never came out...and I found my brother on the road, half alive.

"O-ppa."
"H-Hana."

His warm hands hold my hand close as I cry. He looks at me with adoration and love. The night is cold and chilly. I cry and shout for help, but no one is near. I turn back to him and his hands are still holding my hands. I cry, "Oppa. I love you... I wanted to be with you... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have called Momo.. I shouldn't have....

His hands pull me close and he kisses me lightly on the lips. My tears fall onto his face, as I know it would be the last of it. He pushes me away lightly and says, "Go..."

I look at him with tears falling down even harder. His blood was getting onto my clothes but I didn't mind at all. But he cared.

He says, "Hana. I really love you. But don't remember me....don't remember our times together. Find someone you can love you.....without getting hurt."

He weakly wipes my tears and a couple sees us. They run to our side, and they call an ambulance. I wipe his tears as well and he whispers, "I need rest.....I..I'm tired."

I shake my head, shouting, "Don't....don't leave me...."

His last words were, "Thank you...for teaching me what love was.....Watsanabi Hana."

I can't hear anything as I feel my eyes blurring out from seeing his last breathe, his eyes closing, and his hands slipping out my hands. I feel the coldness rising within his warm body. And I cry and scream with all my might, burying my face against my brother's chest....swearing revenge against Hirai Momo and her family.

Narrator POV

Hana covers her ears and tears fall down her face. She screams, "Oppa!!!! Where are you?!"

She stands up and looks around the rooftop. She searches everywhere, almost slipping on her spilled coffee. She sees a figure, the figure of her Oppa. She carefully gets on top of the edge and sees a hand in front of her. She looks at it and hears her Oppa's voice, "Hana, I'm here."

She wipes her tears and she looks at the sky. She says, "Oppa. Why did it take you so long?"

A voice comes inside her head, "Because I wasn't ready."

Hana smiles foolishly and replies, "Then I will go instead. You are so foolish."

She walks carefully towards the end and sees the bottom of the city. She closes her eyes and thinks, "I want to go to Oppa." She then takes a step closer to the edge and imagines herself falling.
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