"No, no. What do you mean you're leaving?" Hyagura sobbed through the line, her body shaking at every word she uttered. Complete shock and sadness ruining her. She was fine last week, in fact she was better than ever, she didn't expect things to escalate that quickly, she just started, no. She hasn't even started, she didn't know what they were yet, and everything was happening too fast.

"Ya— Yagu, Hyagura, honey don't cry sweetcakes." Yuta laughed, his voice breaking, hearing her break down. "Don't leave me..." The girl whispered, she had no strength anymore. She couldn't do anything, he was gone. That was it, they were done. The other end beeped continuosly, indicating that the call had dropped. Hyagura dropped her phone on the ground as Sana tried to console her friend. "There there hun. Stop crying, he'll be back sooner or later." The younger nodded and slowly melted into Sana's arms, trying her best to mend her broken heart.

~

8 months later... I know, too soon.

~

Things went pretty great for Hyagura a few months later. She tried to forget about him, the boy who made her happy for the first time in 2½ years. She started a new life, in Seoul, Korea, where she would graduate as a biologist and repay everyone who helped her, including Sana, who was still supporting her til the very end. "Hyagura!" Hyagura was startled as someone knocked from outside her door. The person knocked repeatedly annoying the poor girl. "What do you want Doyoung?" She yelled as the said guy continued to knock continuosly. "Breakfast is served." He said and rushed to the kitchen downstairs. Hyagura rolled her eyes and stood up from her bed, opening the door and making herself go downstairs.

While she was still in Japan, she contacted a former friend and asked her where she could stay in Korea, since she lived there for a while. Hyagura's friend told her that she had a cousin living in Seoul, the girl agreed delightfully, accepting the offer. Later did she regret living with her friend's loud cousin, Doyoung. He was an annoying flirt that was so full of himself, he was a narcissist and he loved to tease Hyagura. She wasn't used to live with a guy around her age since she did live with Sana for almost 5 years. It was tempting to slap him, and she almost did, but couldn't.

Doyoung was handsome, she'll give him that. But his attitude, it was eh. He was nice to Hyagura from time to time, but most of it, not too much. Although, the girl became used to him that she would fire comebacks everytime she can. He also had great friends who would always come into his apartment and hang, they were pretty chill and also strikingly handsome. They would side with Hyagura when both her and Doyoung would argue which would make him pissed. Who wouldn't be? Your own friends siding with a girl who was known to just be living with you. But still, they enjoyed being roommates.

"What the hell is that?" Hyagura commented with disgust as she saw the meal Doyoung prepared. The eggs were burnt, and the waffles looked rock hard. She slowly poked it with a fork and cringed as she looked at the boy who was slowly killing her with his eyes. "Breakfast, enjoy." He sassed and continued to drink his orange juice, store bought orange juice. "Nuh-uh, no way I'm eating that. It doesn't even look like it's edible." She pushed the plate away and decided to make herself a toast instead. "What did you even eat for breakfast?" He rolled his eyes and put down his phone on the table before answering. "Now, you won't believe me when I tell you." She scoffed and leaned back. "What?" He took a breathe and looked at her.

"Food."

"Oh my gosh, what a nice answer. But please be specific." Doyoung rolled his eyes again and looked intently at Hyagura, spurting out the words as fast as he could. "Golden dough rolled in a perfect circle, topped with red sauce that had been cooked to perfection. Sauteed mushrooms, onions, bell peppers, and ham. Emmental cheese straight from the Netherlands, baked in a stone oven in France. Delivered hot and steaming right at your doorstep, heavenly salty with a bit of sweetness to the taste, that's what we call pizza, for short."

Now, Hyagura was the one who rolled her eyes and threw the stoned waffle at the boy.