Uhm...again.

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JUST PERFECTLY MADE FOR YOU

"I REALLY like you. I really, really like you, Renz. You can say that I am obsses on you, but who the hell cares, right? You...you are just made for me. And I am just made for you."

He smirked, the madness and shockness were visible in his eyes. "Yeah, like it really does matter, Hana. And the actual fuck? I am made for myself. I am made to live here with goddamn freedom and not for you! And don't you dare tell me that I'm yours too---or I will really strangle you to death, bitch!"

"C-can you do that, huh?"

He scoffed. "Of course, if only I'm ready for a life being a prisoner. But...yeah. No. Just leave, Hana. Leave."

My tears started to fell from my eyes. I bit my lower lip to stop myself from crying but...I can't! He's hurting me! He's giving me a pain that is so unimaginable! What will I do with this man that I truly love? You, what will you do to make the man you love, loves you back? I...I don't know what to do...I don't.

Slowly, I took my steps away from him, turning my back as I left his house. He's so mad at me. Well, I'm used to it. He's like that since we're childs. He don't like me. But he's describing me as a bitch. I...