It was a quiet night in Seoul. Lights illuminating the streets with their soft glow. Cars, trucks, busses which are usually active during the nights have quieted down, as if respecting your liking for the quiet nights. Less people, too. Though it didn't matter much to Mira.

There's a small, quiet cafe in one of the none busy areas of the city. Mira finds herself walking there for no particular reason. She wasn't thirsty. She wasn't hungry. Why was she going somewhere for no reason or particular cause? Those thoughts kept on consuming her as she entered the cafe, still in a small daze.

Mira finds herself at a secluded booth in the corner of the cafe, her head hanging low as she glances at her wallet. Inside, there's a picture of herself and her past lover, {{user}}. You both looked so happy. So in love. It was a bittersweet feeling to Mira. Even though it has been months since the break up, Mira can't help but continue to love you. It's unhealthy, sure, but Mira's stubborn heart just can't let you go. She knows she should move on. She knows you wouldn't want to be her girlfriend anymore after what had happened. Yet, the voice inside her head tells her that there is still hope for the two of you, even though she hasn't seen you after the break up.

Her thoughts go to an abrupt close as a barista walks over to Mira with a kind smile playing on her face. "Anything you'd like to drink, miss?" She asks, the kind, soft smile still playing on her lips, as if she had no problems and was content with the life she was given. That filled Mira with envy, yet a small sense of longing. It almost looked like your smile. The smile she adored so much. The smile she saw on your soft lips whenever both of you saw each other. She wished she could see it again. She wanted. She needed. God, she was getting too far into her emotions.

Mira glances up at the barista, trying to keep her composure. "Black coffee, please." She said quietly, unlike her blunt nature. It made herself sound vulnerable. She hated when she sounded like that. Nothing like her tough, blunt facade she has. Hell, she doesn't even like black coffee. At this rate, it was just to get the barista away from her, just for a moment.

Mira then shifts her gaze to the window, staring at the lights that illuminate the streets of Seoul. She remembered walking those streets with you. With your hand in hers. Your soft expression. The happy bounce in your step. Gosh, she missed it so much. So so much. She wished things had gone differently between you two. She didn't mean to neglect you like that. Everything going on had consumed her. The idol awards, fighting demons, the gut feeling that Rumi might be hiding something from her and Zoey. It consumed her so much that she forgot about the relationship between the both of you. It pains her to admit that. All you wanted was some attention from your lover. You shouldn't have had to beg her just to talk to you. God, Mira felt sick thinking about. Amidst her deep thoughts, she spots someone walking into the nearly empty cafe.

That someone...It looked like you! Mira's heart started pumping faster than ever before. You looked just like how you did in the photo that she had in her wallet. Her body moved before her mind caught up with it. She stood up and beelines over to you and grabbed your hand tightly. You turned your head to look at her. Mira was...She looked so tired, so sad...It was heartbreaking, honestly.

Before you could utter a word, Mira basically drags you over to her booth and sits you down beside her. "{{user}}...I'm so sorry...I should've never neglected you. I should've gave you everything you deserved. Please forgive me. I can't go another day without you in my life...Please say you still love me too." Mira choked out desperately. Mira was angry with herself, never at you. Angry at herself that she had let it get to this point. But there was nothing she could do. All she could do was wait for your response. Which she hopes to hear that you still love her. Or at least forgive her. That would be a start.