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𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 3.0
Inhaling the scent of Korea, I smile by it's beauty. Going to the busy road, holding my hand out, a taxi parked infront of me, and I went in, and told my destination.
Sitting in the car, some minutes away from my destination, I take deep breaths to control my anxiety. It's almost been a year since I left. Enjoying and looking at the small changes of Seoul, I take a deep breath, and touch my hair nervous.
"We're here", the driver tells, and I nod. Handing him the money, and going out of the car, taking my suitcases with me, I gently open the door to the café. This haven't changed. I walked in, and looked at the owner. She was alone, but she wasn't that busy.
I realize that she haven't recognized me yet. I went to a table and placed my things down, before pulling my mask down, making my way to the counter. Eunji looked up to me with a smile.
"Café Blessroll, what can I get you", she asks. I took my time to observe her. She had cut her hair to her shoulder, but else she looked like herself.
"I would like to get an Americano. Choa", I say, pressing my lips together waiting for her response. Eunji stopped on her motion, and looked at me with widened eyes. Tilting my head, and raising an eyebrow, I bow slightly to her. "Did you miss me?"
Eunji took a step back, looking up and down at me. Slowly she took a hand infront of her mouth, as I saw the tears build up on her face. "Your voice..." her voice was a whisper, and I begin to blink rapidly, trying to control my emotions. I felt people, customers, around me, stop what they were doing, to watch us.
The girl went out of the counter, and stood in front of me. Silence filled the air, and she suddenly let her tears fall. I did too, before looking down on myself.
"I'm back. Just as I promised", I say out loud, my voice making her flinch. Then she threw herself at me, and began crying, as people around us cheered and clapped.
***
"It's gonna be okay", Eunji reassured me, as she parked in front of Yeonjuns house. "He's a little different. Things were... hard when you left as I told you", she gulps, before looking at me. "It hit him hardest. This time, would you please open up more to him? He feels like a burden... like he failed being a brother to you, because you never really put your problems in details as you did with me", she asks, and I nod. Wiping my tears, I looked down to my hand that was trembling, but she took it, and caressed it.
I looked at her, before wrapping my arms around her. "Thank you for everything, Eunji", I thanked her, and she hugged me back.
"You deserve to have a life without worrying", Eunji said, and I pulled away. Then I shot a glance to the house, and inhaled a big amount of air. I smile to her.
"It's now or never", I say and walked out. Taking my things out of her car, and waving goodbye, as she drove away, I turn to the house, and begin to walk up the stairs. With a shaking hand, my body filled with nervousity, I press the doorbell, waiting for him to open the door.
"Who...", Yeonjun stopped as he saw me. Gulping, I widen my eyes in surprise. He had colored his hair light brown, and he had gotten more muscular. He had glasses on, and he looked like he was studying. His tired eyes met my nervous ones, before I shot him a smile.
"You're studying?" I ask surprised, but he ignored my question. His trembling hands, found my cheek, like he was checking if I was real.
"This is you? You're here?" his voice whispered, and I nod. Taking my hand, placing it lightly on his, he flinched at my warm ones, before turning them, locking his fingers with mine.
"I'm real, Yeonjun... I'm really... wait are you crying?" I ask and laughed quietly, as I wiped his tears with my thumb.
"Your voice, Yeojin. It's back", his voice was mushy, and I leaned in and wrapped my arms around his waist. He began crying in my hair, his grip around me slowly tightening, like he was afraid, that if he didn't hold tight enough, I would disappear.
"I'm here, Yeonjun. I'm not gonna leave you again", I kissed his neck, and began rocking back and forth.
"I love you, Yeojin. Please remember that", he mumbled, as he sobbed loudly. It was the sound of the mere heartbreak, and I couldn't help but cry more. I began stroking his back, as he kept sobbing.
