Meet You Again

1. She Was Caught

We will always have someone we can only see from behind. Just being able to call him was enough, to reach him was too high.

This is a story about a first love that comes suddenly, which takes effort and leaving bitterness.

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School time is a fun time, you can do anything. Going crazy with friends, changing partners, and lying to parents. Among all that, there is our dream.

But not all of them are fun.

We will recognize pain, loneliness, and despair. Doing reckless things to satisfy curiosity. Do not want to think about how the future will end. What we have is our time now.

And love will always be among them.
First love, unrequited love, what else?
But love is never stupid.
We are the fools ...

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2008

Today in the city of Seoul.

It's snowing.

"How did you meet your first love?"

The sound on the radio came faintly from her bed.

She turned up the volume a little and took the necklace from the top of the radio.

"People say first love is like a coffee. It can be bitter and also sweet. So what was your first love like?"

She smiled staring at the necklace in her hand.

"It's bitter..so why you smile?"

The sound of the door sliding made her turn. Her mother said that it was time for an examination for her right hand.

She nodded and the nurse came to pick her up in a wheelchair.

She stared bruised at the forehead and the corner of her lips at the reflection in the elevator door.

After an X-ray examination, the doctor explains all the possibilities that occur.

"This broken bone makes your bone shape imperfect. This makes your bones limited movement when moving, stiff and pain .. " said the doctor.

"But take it easy, that doesn't mean you can't do anything. It's just that strenuous activities carried out by your hands will make your muscles ache. So it's better to avoid it .. " continued the doctor.

She paused for a moment.

"How about drawing? I plan to apply to college majoring in architecture.." she asked.

The doctor gave her a smile, "It's up to you, it's just that maybe your stiff hands will make it difficult for you. And... If your hand gets tired, it will cause pain. But you can still get a chance to back normal.."

She has given up on her love. Does she have to give up also for her dream?

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Back in 2006.

Today in the city of Seoul.

Bright, cloudless.

"Rooftop again?" Minah could not believe that her friend was more often on the rooftop than with her in the canteen.

"I have to prove it to my parents, I'm serious about becoming an architect .. " she answered through a little bit guilty.

"And...You know, there is a handsome man there-" she added.

Minah shook her head in disbelief and thought her friend was just bragging.

"I don't believe you, just go-"

She smiled and kissed her on the cheek made her glared.

"Don't ever kiss me, Kim Ahyoung!" Minah shouted at her that already run to the stairs.

Since the beginning of the semester in second grade, Ahyoung has always been on the roof of the school for drawing. From up there she can see beautiful buildings to draw and get inspiration.

Her father was a respected lawyer in this city. He founded a law firm that increasingly catapulted his name and her mother is a law lecturer at a well-known university.

But she was not interested in following in their footsteps. She has her own choice. An architect likes her grandfather.

So, she continues to practice to prove she is capable of. She also tried to get a perfect score in mathematics. That is important...

"Very nice.." she muttered while feeling the breeze that was blowing slowly on her face.

The sound of the door handle being pulled made her turn her head. Not surprised to see who was coming.

His name is Oh Sehun.

The handsome man that she talked to Minah but she didn't believe it. They were in the same class since the beginning of the semester in second grade.

He has been famous since first grade. But he was known as an unapproachable man.

He would eat his bibimbap before lay down on a couch to sleep. Yes, he always sleeps during lunch break. He will always wake up with an alarm from his cellphone.

It seems like she has memorized his routine on the rooftop.

Despite being in the same class as him, she never even talked to him. Even though she was the class president.

She once tried to greet him. But before she could open her mouth, he said...

"Let's not disturb each other. I just need a sleep.."

It was like an embarrassing blow and thankful she didn't speak first. Maybe she will be humiliated by him.

Days passed. She became more familiar with him. Sometimes wonder when he didn't come.

Unconsciously, she always looks for him when he is not around. Every time her gaze accidentally saw him, she would quietly watch him.

She came to know that he was very good at sports but not very enthusiastic in class. He was punished several times by the teacher because he fell asleep in class.

She was not surprised if he is popular with girls. Some female students expressed their feelings but he refused without hesitation. He looks like a straight forward person.

It seems like she became too concerned about him. Also, he secretly became the object of her drawing.

Like today, she also secretly drew him.

She was repeatedly glanced at his face and returned to her drawing book.

She noticed his eyes winced slightly as the sunlight flashed on his face. She thought for a moment and moved from her place.

She squatted beside him carefully and covered his face with her hands. The wrinkles on his forehead slowly disappeared. She smiled seeing him, feeling satisfied.

She watched the face long enough for her to memorize the shape of his face until both eyes were opened which made her wide-eyed in surprise.

She was caught.