Hyuna, there's something i need to confess. She was secretly rehearsing her death every night
And I knew, but pretended not to. Maybe I just wasn't as desperate for her.
I know my love was different from yours
But it was love, too. Who could really blame me? If you'd seen the look on her face too, you wouldn't be able to judge me either.
You were running away from the very beginning. Not once did you face your real feelings. Did clinging to some noble cause or sense of justice ever really fix anything?
But what came of it? A meaningless death.




















