paparazzi surrounded us and i had a hard time breathing.

i pressed closer to sowon-unnie's side to comfort her a bit.

but what worries me the most is the yewon beside her—breathing heavily and on yhe verge of a panic attack.

i glanced at yewon sadly, but pressed further to sowon-unnie's side.

'kim sojung, you're a bitch!'

'a slut!'

'stay away from seokjin!'

i grit my teeth and count one to ten to control myself—they really have to tone it down a bit.

the three of us walked faster, trying to block and avoid the screaming and crazy fans behind us.

the others and sinb were walking in front, and i couldn't help but feel a bit giddy.

this was the last time that they'll remember that sowon-unnie and jin dated.

i sighed and snuggled to sowon-unnie's side,

"unnie...just remember that we love you." i whisper, my voice barely audible but i know that sowon-unnie heard it.

"like a dream from the younger days,
like a miracle."