"Come back to Korea."
His words lingered in my mind, heavy with questions I couldn't answer. I had to reject him. He knew it would take time for me to give in, but deep down, I realized I was growing tired of running away—constantly moving between countries, switching tutors for homeschooling. It felt like I was a bird trapped in a cage, unable to fly free.
Returning home, going to school with Jan-Di, and having F4 as friends—that was what I wanted. I wanted to be fearless. And now, standing before Jae-Won, I could see the confusion in his eyes at this sudden shift in my demeanor.
"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice uncertain.
That one question hung in the air, determining everything. I gripped my jeans, took a deep breath, and met his gaze.
"Yes."
It would take a few more days to pack and leave everything behind, but for now, Jan-Di and F3 were leaving Macau. I needed to say my goodbyes. I searched for them at the crowded airport, and when I spotted Jan-Di, I waved. Pushing my scarf back, I raised my hand in the air.
"I'm so glad you could make it!" she exclaimed, noticing me with my bodyguard in tow. I smiled and gave her a hug.
"Take care of yourself, Sora," Ji-Hoo said warmly. The other two simply nodded, but I could see the disappointment in Woo-Bin's eyes. If only he knew what was coming.
"You guys be careful," I replied, watching them walk toward the security gates. But before I could turn away, I heard footsteps running behind me.
"You're too late," I said, not even needing to look back to know who it was. Jun-Pyo stood there, his face a mixture of frustration and longing. He clenched his fists, the tough exterior he always wore now cracking.
"I didn't get to tell her how much I miss her," he said, his voice heavy with emotion. If only his mother understood how much pain he was in. I could only hope she'd stop causing him so much hurt. Giving him a sympathetic look, I walked away with my bodyguard, the weight of sadness gnawing at me. I needed to escape it.
Seoul hadn't changed, and stepping back into this city felt like stirring up memories I wasn't ready to face. Shinhwa was as it always had been—full of snobbish, entitled brats. Straightening my uniform, I walked out of the car with my head held high, aware of the stares I was drawing.
"Park Sora, she's here?"
"She's beautiful!"
"Isn't she friends with F4? We better keep our heads low if we don't want trouble."
People whispered shamelessly, treating me like some ghost who had returned to haunt them. I tried to ignore the noise, focusing instead on finding Jan-Di. It didn't take long before I spotted her with Ji-Hoo.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," I teased, smirking at their surprised faces. Jan-Di gasped and immediately wrapped her arm around me. I could see how much she needed a friend in this place, just like she had on her first day here.
"You surprised me! I'm so happy you're back! Everyone will be delighted to see you," she said, her face lighting up. When she let go, I gave Ji-Hoo a smile. Every time Jan-Di had a love problem, he was always there for her. This time was no different.
"I'm glad you're back, Sora," he said politely. The three of us began chatting lightly, and I couldn't help but notice how radiant Jan-Di seemed. She told us she wanted to become a doctor, and I couldn't help but cheer her on. I wished I could see her smile more, but that happiness was short-lived.
An invitation to Jun-Pyo's birthday party arrived for both Jan-Di and me. I could see the hesitation in her eyes. She wanted to move on from the past, but at the same time, she craved closure.
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Blue Flower (Boys Over Flowers Fanfiction)
RomantikPark Sora, a student at the elite Shinhwa High School, feels trapped in a world ruled by wealth and status. The notorious F4, a group of powerful and arrogant heirs, dominate the school, making life unbearable for those beneath them. Everything chan...
