fiction is sweet,but the fact is hurt...

She open the door,slowly walks into the room.Then,she walks towards an old piano,gently caressing the piano's pin.Then,she make her step into a table that situated near the room's window,where a journal lies lifeless on it.

"Yong Junhyung..."

She run her delicate finger along the name on the journal,her heart skips a beat at the name of the journal's owner.She doesn't know what make her come back to this house,where there're so many memories of her and her lost love Junhyung,but what she know,her feet brought her into this house.