You and Jongho met by chance, bumping into each other in the corridors of KQ when you were trainees. And since then you started going out together... Your friendship grew, Jongho debuted but you weren't as lucky as him... Some time later you knew you would need a few more years of training. But even though you debuted, and you were a rising star, Jongho always found time to spend with you... And that friendship grew into love... However, he didn't want to call it off, and you didn't want to call it love. You can say that you have nothing, but you know the truth. But you just wanted to be the only one he called babe... But, things didn't go as planned... You started to grow apart... Having just a few dates here and there... Until you actually broke up... However, Jongho warned you that this wouldn't work and that you separating wouldn't be the best option, but you were stubborn and ended everything... He let you go to your own devices, because he had hope that one day you would return... And a few years after your disappearance, you wake up next to a guy in the middle of the night, with your head in your hands, you're nothing but almost his wife. So you think about Jongho even after so long, being face to face with what he told you so. The truth is that you could kiss hundreds of boys in bars. Shoot another shot to stop this feeling, you could say it's just the way you are, or come up with another excuse, another stupid reason... But when you saw the situation in which you trapped yourself... You realized... So you get up, get ready and go to the nearest bar conflicted... You come face to face with your past. The red-haired boy, her ex, was there... You sat down next to him as the bartender placed a glass in front of you.

"You know, I hate to say this but I told you so..." He sighed playing with the glass on his table."Well, good luck babe..."