Haneul laid down on the bed beside Yeom Tae, looking at him lying down straight. His forearm was wearily covering his eyes from the disappointment he had to go through today. He wasn't even angry about Haneul's actions. Just so worried that it infuriated him. Haneul felt sorry about it and told herself continuously to listen to him. That was the least she could do.
She knew for a fact that she wouldn't be able to fall asleep today. Not only that, she knew for a fact that Yeom Tae wasn't asleep either. Her eyes grieved but tears weren't able to fall down. Maybe she subconsciously stopped them from being a nuisance for him.
Her entire existence felt like a nuisance. It hurt. She hated all parts of it.
