ANGER WAS SOMETHING she did well. hers was of the silent kind, through glares and snarky comments, a TIMEBOMB constantly ticking — and now she was DETONATING. «why? why the FUCK would i listen to you?» she spat the venomous words out, no semblance of the sweet girl she had once been with him left. THAT girl was dead and buried, the last remnants of her washed away the second jiyeong had walked out of her life. «i WAITED for you to say SOMETHING, and now it’s too fucking late, jiyeong! what, you finally figured i deserved an a p o l o g y, an explanation?» hostility colored her tone as she glared at him. «some bullshit about how love isn’t real, how it was going to END anyway?» taking a step forward she eyed the taller male. HURT. it was all she felt in her entire body. «for the fucking record, i WASN’T going to leave. not you. because you and i were REAL.» the words filled her mouth with a bitter taste, the taste of something BROKEN ( her heart, perhaps. her pride, definitely ). «you can FUCK right off. that’s what you do BEST, after all.»