When he first transferred here, I was there for him. I was there to help him when he didn’t understand Korean. I was there to guide him when he had difficulty making friends. I was there lending him a helping hand when he felt insecure and lost. One day, he asked me to be his girl, and I said yes.We were like a normal couple, fluffy and relying on each other trustingly.Days passed by and he debuted as an idol.But this didn’t stop us from meeting and loving each other.Until one day…My parents were murdered and I was arrested and accused for homicide.I was framed, I was innocent and he knew it.But he did nothing…Nothing at ALLHe simply ran off and ignored me after the incident.Afraid of getting his name or so-called image tainted by the “dirty” meI’ve been behind bars for 8 years and today I’m finally released.Reaching home, I was appalled to see him standing there in front of my door.But I simply walked past him, bumping my shoulder against hisI can see his eyes are full of regrets, filled with guiltBut this is the me now, the matured meThe me who has had a piece of life and aware of the darkness hidden in this phony worldYes, 8 years behind bars has INDEED done me goodIve been reflecting myself, reading given books and serving the community...And managed to keep calm despite the unsatisfactory ambienceIve grown both physically and mentally,And now know much more about the world, the REAL world,And also about HIMNow, standing at my doorHis eys are begging for my forgivenessBut it will take much more than professional acting to fool me again Dont forget to subscribe and follow me on instagram: alicheungmsss :)ps: Im not sure if this is really going to be a oneshot as I have many ideas popping around my head at the moment. Nonetheless, hope you guys enjoy this fanfic :)THIS IS MY ORIGINALSTORY AND I PUBLISHED IT IN MAY2014. If you plagarise my story and if i see this anywhere I have all rights to sue you legally and I will take immediate action to do so. ForewordI watched my heart fallTo the ground and the soundOf your voice in my headIsn’t this lovelyDo you even love me at allHe’s begging for forgivenessBut should I forgive himShould I have sympathy nowFor a man that was never aroundWhen I needed you most you played the ghostWhen I needed you most you left meAnd I grew without youTo hold my hand along the wayThe things that you missedThose talks that we never got to haveAnd now behind bars I wear the scarsOf decisions that you’ve madeNobody’s perfectBut was it not worth itTo show your faceI’ve tried to become a womanBut I don’t quite understandAnd it’s all your faultThe times life got the best of meBut you weren’t there to rescue meAnd encourage a changeAnd all this shows is that this bag of clothesIs closer to me than you areI’ve been pacing through this placeAsking God what should I doIt’s a shame you’ll never hear me say“I’ve moved on…”