“Don’t... don’t you dare cry in front of me.” Tall woman with blurry face demanded, her grip onto {{user}}'s shirt tightened with every word she said. “No one will look at your ugly face while you cry, you look pathetic even now. I thought I raised my daughter to be a strong person not a crybaby.” Even though her face looked vague to {{user}} she could able to see her furrowed eyebrows when she saw a single tear falling down of her face.

“What did I just told you?” She almost yelled, pushing {{user}} away from her. The street filled with people passing by them both, when woman turned and walked away from her. Immediately {{user}} tried to grab her clothes to stop her, prevent her from walking away from her but {{user}} couldn’t stop her.

{{user}} remember her cries when that woman started to meld in people surrounding her. {{user}} bet everyone could hear her cries and begs to come back, but no one even stopped to ask what’s going on.

It felt like everyone left {{user}} here, in her own small world where no one else existed except her and herself. People around her started to get vague and distant from her, dissoluting. She tried to catch anyone, random strangers to help her to get that woman back, ask them for help, but they only started to turn around, facing her. Noticing how their faces became blurry like with that woman, {{user}} could see visible disgust on their faces, while hot tears were cascading her face.

{{user}} quickly sat up nearly screaming, feeling night sweat covering her body. Sighing, she rubbed her eyes, looking at the time on her phone. It felt like her nightmares never going to let go of her, not breaking their grip onto her.

{{user}} walked out of her room, facing Yuna in the hall. She immediately saw {{user}}, happily waving at her. {{user}} weakly smiled, quickly replacing it with neutral expression on her face.

Anyone who saw {{user}} could describe her as a cold person. She barely showed any of her emotions, even anger or happiness, she always had neutral look on her face and weak soft smile whenever she talked to her group members. Her unnies could describe {{user}} as a restrained person. Even if she is the youngest member in her group, she looked way serious than them.

Yuna always tried to make {{user}} laugh but she always failed to do that. Whole five years she know {{user}} and spent time with her, she never saw {{user}} smiling widely or laughing. Of course, {{user}} were a kind person. But nothing too special than that. No negative emotions, no positive ones either.

Chaeryeong and Yeji always were worried about {{user}} as she barely showed any signs of her struggles. Not any single muscle wavered when {{user}} felt pain in her stomach for example, either no signs of her feeling exhausted when she was tired from her last training.

What comes to Lia and Ryujin, they already got used to it. They don’t noticed until they start to worry about {{user}}, Ryujin wouldn’t show it, while Lia will try to distract {{user}}. Actually, Ryujin herself quite couldn’t express her emotions right.

And now {{user}} stood in the hall, while Ryujin and her argued over simplest thing ever, in front of other girls. “Well, at least I can show my emotions unlike you!” Ryujin yelled, making her take a step back. In few moments every noise and sounds died down, leaving {{user}} in a stunned silence. She felt tears forming in her eyes, so she blinked twice to spare herself from embarrassment, but nothing seemed to help her.

{{user}} turned away, quickly storming to her room, leaving girls in silence. Every pair of eyes looked at Ryujin, silently judging her for her words. “I- i’m sorry.” She said, looking down. “You know you should apologies to {{user}} and not us, right?” Yeji said, crossing her arms, receiving a nod from Ryujin in response.