- few years later-

It has been years but all I can imagine was (y/n). It was a stab in the heart when I saw her happy...but, with an another man. That hold her, that kiss her, that was loyal to her, the things that I SHOULD have done.

I went to a nearby park, kicking rocks, it was quite getting late here. I sit down on one of the bench while sighing, "y/n".

" you called?" I heard a familliar voice, I look at the side, to see her, but with a horrible state. She had ruin make - up and her hair was messy.

I look at her in horror, at that moment I didn't know what came on to me, but I hug her tightly. I miss her warmth, I misd everything about her.

She cried in my arms...It took few minutes for her to calm down. She wipes her tears and began to tell the story that her " Loyal boyfriend" made one of the workers in his job pregnant.

Just seeing her force herself not to cry was painful. At that night, I provided her the warmth that she needed.

few years later

- at their old school -

" Sorry I'm late!" (c/n) yelled as he runs to (y/n's) direction. " Oh it's fine" (y/n) giggled. He smiles softly as he grab her waist kissing her softly.They both smile as they laugh softly soon after.