Haneul looked at Yeom Tae, seeing him comfort her for something that had hurt him just as much. She quickly started to rub her sleeves against her eyes. She rubbed them rapidly and harshly. Yeom Tae grabbed her arms and pulled them away from her face.
"Haneul-"
"I shouldn't cry either." Haneul said before he could say anything else. "You're not crying. Who am I to cry?" She pouted and broke into tears again. She tried to pull her arms out of his grip to wipe these uncontrollable tears again but he held her tightly as he frowned.
"What do you want me to do?" Yeom Tae asked sorrowfully.
Haneul frowned, "Turn me in."
