She was the kind who would write her sadness away, and nobody has ever understood them. Not even Heechul nor Woobin.---  19/12/15 confessing all day smoking all nightthough words kept pouring like rainno kind of responsecan grasp her weaken heart  as life constantly shifts from priority to an absolute insignificanceanxiety becomes bare to those eyesthus the soldiers are on their wayto bury her broken heartand throw her body far far away  familiar faces neglecting her torn clothingwith blood stains and some blue woundstoo busy boasting about their new Versacewhile simultaneously spitting on her cup of cheap latte  as she paces back and forthoh dear lordjust to stumble upon those beautiful boysconstantly smiling at those alluring queenswhile she hurriedly gathers her ecstatic writingshoping to be just as appealingthe things she doesjust to be looked afteras she willingly knocks on that strangers doorsurprising her with a crackhead on the floor"Well see you in hell later"the voices inside started to whisperlaughing all daycrying all nightthey said with pain comes easebut her heart can no longer breathethey said with pain comes easeas her face begins to crease x Foreword"You want me to what?!", Dara was already hyperventilating. And being the drama queen she is, she thinks her nonexistent asthma problems will finally attack her after a good crappy 18 years of living. "Please make my grave a beautiful one, dear God", she prayed to herself and kept repeating it as if it was some kind of mantra while rubbing both her palms together, well, as always, dramatically. "What the heck are you doing now? You really wanna create fire with those tiny hands of yours?", Heechul said boringly, rolling his eyes. Its not that he wanted her to come up with a new idea for his upcoming project or face their creepy landlord who kept on spying on them these past few days. It was too obvious to the point where they felt embarrassed for her thus it was best to not acknowledge her presence. "That ahjumma really needs to stop creeping like that, ergh, disgusting.", he said to himself. He was pretty positive that he did already pay her for this month. "Yah, did you see her face the other day? The shivers she gives me, man!", Heechul asked Dara who was practically on her way to shit on planet Mars. "Samchon!!! You really want me to-" "AISH BOYAAAAA!?!! CANT YOU GUYS SEE ITS ONLY 630 IN THE MORNING?! THIS PRINCE NEEDS HIS SLEEP AFTER SUCH A LONG NIGHT WORKING HIS ASS OFF AND YOU GUYS ARE NOT HELPING AT ALL!!!!!", Daras words were cut off by the beloved Woobin who had been working at the convenient store nearby for nearly a month now. According to him he needed a bike, "easy transportation, easy life.", he would normally say. Though everyone else had already voted that he would obviously fail miserably. "DARA! SHUT UP WILL YOU?!", he gave Dara a venomous glare and shut his door hard. "Great, I knew today was gonna be a shitty one.", Dara said to herself. "2 days left, Dara-sshi", Heechul gave his niece a sarcastic smile, a peace sign and a wink, and left.  "Its not easy to get a wink from this handsome uncle of yours!!", he shouted from outside, he started the engine of his car, went in with the most exaggerated "classy" way, and took off. "Dear Heavens im calling out for you for the last time.", Dara pleaded.