Sincerely, Yours {A SEVENTEEN Fanfic}

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ADRIANNA LEE's POV

07.01.2025

I was waiting in front of the arrival gates holding a big banner with the words,

WELCOME TO SEOUL CHANEL PARK.

Today was the day my bestfriend is finally here in Seoul with me. This has been something we have been dreaming of, since we attended University together.

Now, after 3 years, we made it.

Soon, the tall silhouette wearing a white fur coat with LV shades on, out walked my one and only fashion art director bestfriend.

She smiled upon spotting me and gave me an appalled look when she saw the banner but nevertheless gave me a bone crushing hug.

"God how I've missed you. It's been what? 6 months?"

She uttered unbelievably because that has been the longest we have ever been apart. Usually, we were in the same city in the UK, but for the past 6 months, she branched out her boutique towards Paris while I branched out towards Singapore.

It has been a long time since we've met but now we're finally going to be inseparable because she is also branching out her boutique in Seoul.

I asked Charles to get her luggages and we walked out of the airport and to my car as we headed towards the hotel I am staying in.

"I'm staying with you right?"

I scoffed at the audacity she has to ask me that.

"What, you have someplace better to go?"

I retorted to which she stuck her tongue out at me.

The Presidential Suite has 2 bedrooms and rather than living alone, where's the harm in sharing it with your bestfriend.

Once she's settled into the suite, we sat down on the sofa, ordering room service as we catch up on how things have been for us in the previous 6 months.

We may not have lost communications during the 6 months but we surely did have limited communications. The both of us were busy with our hectic schedules, her with her never ending fashion shows, me with my day to day handling of the hotel business.

We never really got to rest fully, during the 2 years after we graduated from the UK.

"How have you been? Still having those dreams?"

Chanel struck me with the question that hasn't been addressed in a year and a half. Mainly because we never got to sit down and have a proper conversation that lasted for more than 30 minutes.

Even during our times in the UK, most of our meetings are short to just have dinner or lunch and we're on our way towards our schedule.

"Yes. Every night. Each being so realistic."

She pursed her lips and held my hand as I started tearing up and letting them finally fall, after years of venting them in.

"Why can't I stop it Chanel? Why can't I push him away?"

She didn't speak and just rubbed my hand with her fingers as she wiped my tears.

"This is different from those times I dreamt about him as a teenager. Those were just a one time thing. While now....."

I sobbed softly while letting them out, and hanging my head low as Chanel shifted closer and embraced me in a hug.

"Now...... it haunts me every night. The things he tell me, the way he caresses me, as if he actually knows me and what's worse, the way his eyes shined with love for me."