[ ♕ ] She just stares at the other woman, disbelief that the words slipped pass her lips. Was it wrong to continue to do this to herself or was it wrong to bring back old habits all over again? The room was cold, empty even. It brings back old memories that shattered the petite girl. Over and over and over again. For a moment there she almost forgotten about how it was - happiness. A sudden emotion we all feel during some certain time of life. Only to watch it get snatch away, tossed away into the air and somehow vanish into thin air. She's still staring at the woman, a soft sighs rolling out of her rosy lips as she grazed upon her hands. The hands that used to be covered in blood and tears, filth it's practically disgusting. She places her hand upon the lower region of her stomach, fingers grazing upon the surface of her torso where the wound was. If she died, it wouldn't matter. Because time for her was running on a thin piece of string only waiting for it to snap anytime soon.
"And you care, why?" A faint whisper passing Naeun's lips. She didn't mean for it to sound too cold. She's frustrated, upset even. It was the only few words that came into mind and she spoke without much thought put into them. The way she speaks doesn't show it but in the inside she bottles these emotions up because she didn't want to portray herself so weak in front of another. She refuses to break down. She refuses to shed tears.