“No!” That answer was fast and sure. “I don’t know, hyung. I guess I was tired. And she keeps getting emotional over small things. I suddenly lose it.”
“You know… to women, nothing is a ‘small thing’… and you made Jihyo like that… You turned her into that mellow sensitive girl. You liked her clinging to you. Isn’t that what you’ve always wanted? Now that she had finally let her guard down, you find it suffocating?” Sukjin was calmly putting the pieces together for him. “No, hyung…” His voice filled with regret. “It wasn’t her that suffocated me… It wasn’t suffocation…” He started realizing. “Hyung, I think I should call her.”