the Guilty

Devin' POV:

"Because..."

Somehow, Brooklyn was a bit annoyed, which I didn't know why.

She didn't intend to explain at first, but after a while, she answered my question, "Because the assumption and reality were way too different! It was just like you saw a glass of water faraway, when you walk near, it turns out to be an empty glass!"

"So, you're going to give up?" I repeated my question. A moment of silence.

"I... I didn't want to give up..."

She mumbled, then suddenly glared at me, "My, my, you are just as irritating as the first day we met!"

I just felt like the atmosphere was pretty good, but it turned out to rain heavily in a split second. We were having a casual conversation, and she suddenly had a temper. Although confused, I was happy to see her regain her energy and flamboyance.

"What? Are you that easily irritated?" I teased her, and she answered back with a fist.

I grabbed her small fist with a smile, and pulled her into my arms. She then looked at me innocently li