𝖠𝗅𝗀𝗈𝗉𝗁𝗈𝖻𝗂𝖺 (𝖯𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝖩𝗂𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗀)

𝕊𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟

"Dad, I'm sorry" Iseul embrace her Dad, tight. "Iseul, you can always come back. When you feel a slight discomfort, come back" Her Dad hold onto her shoulder. "I will" She nods, her eyes hitting Jisung who was standing in the corner of the room. "Dad, I need to talk to Jisung first"

"Jisung, I'm sorry. I...you know how much I want to see my Mom, right?" She rub her hand together. "It's alright." Jisung softly smiles at her. "It will be far from here so...make sure to call me everyday, alright?" Again, she nods. "I'll miss you" She hugs the man. "Me too" Jisung hug her back. "The thing is, I've been trying to tell you this but, I'm moving too"

"Where?"

"I don't know. But I promise, once I graduate or reach my senior year, I'll go to you" Jisung held her hand. "Okay, I'll wait" She smiles. "And, I'm sorry for teasing you these days" Jisung pinch her cheeks. "So, it was intentional?" She frowns. "Now, now, don't argue with me. You're leaving. Let's not fight"

Jisung give Iseul one last wave as goodbye before the car his girlfriend is in takes off. "How long have you known that Iseul is leaving?" Haechan asks. He sighs turning around to return to the dormitory. Reaching the room, both Haechan and Renjun enter as well. "For once, Iseul look so happy" Renjun mumbles but enough for them to hear. "For a 17 year old, her life was so sad"

"We're only 18, but living is so hard" He sighs. He stands up from his chair grabbing his empty luggage. He pull his closet open taking out all his clothes. "What? You're leaving too?" Haechan claims. Just as another word is about to escape Haechan's mouth, the door swung open revealing Jisung's Mom. "Jisung, ready to go?" His Mom asks. "Just a second" He said gathering his stuffs again.

"What? What's the use of moving in the dorm if you're leaving?" Haechan continues. "I'm having operation" He slap his shoulder. "What happened?" Both Haechan and Renjun asks. "Dislocated. Need an urgent operation. And Seoul have no available Doctor" He explains. "And you've been playing basket these days?"

"One last moment?" He shrug zipping his bag. "Mom, bring this for me. I'll follow" His Mom nods exiting the room. "Does Iseul know?" Renjun asks. He shakes his head as no. "Why?" The older man respond. "There's no need for her to know. I'll be back anyways" He sighs. "Still! Doesn't she have the rights to know? She's your friend"

"How's your shoulder?" Jisung's Mom asks. "Not that painful, we should go" He put on his belt. His Mom nods starting the engine. "Mom, how long?" He ask away. "How long till I recover? A week?" He adds. "It's longer than that, honey" His Mom answers. A frustrated sigh escape his mouth. "Iseul is waiting for me" He bites his lips venting his frustration out. "Relax. Iseul will be fine with her Mom"

"Mom, you live here?" Iseul grip on her bag staring at the huge house in front of her. "Yes, let's go in" Her Mom smiles at her. She nods following her Mom in. "Lee! I'm home!" Her Mom calls for someone called Lee. "Auntie, you're back" That voice made her drop her bag. "What are you doing here?" Both her and Mark claims in unison. "Uhm, I should be asking that. I live....here?"

"You know each other? Iseul, this is Minhyung but we call him Mark. He's the older son of my husband. His older brother is not here so he's the oldest child. And my daughter with his Dad is Minha" Her Mom explains. "Wow. What a small world" Mark grin. "It is, right?" She shift uncomfortably. "Uhm, Auntie. Let me get that. I'll put this in her room"

"I knew I heard some sweet voice, if this isn't the little Seolie" A middle age man walk in. "Iseul" She said her name correctly. "I know, Seolie is your Mom. You look just like her. Let's have dinner, I cook." Mr. Lee smiles. Wow. No wonder her Mom get married to this guy, he's so damn perfect. No matter which side she looks at.

"So you're saying you both attend one university?" Mr. Lee starts. "Yes, Dad. I'm her senior" Mark answers. "Minha, eat your food" Her eyes slowly went to the 7 year old kid. The family is so perfect. Even just the comparison, Iseul's Dad can't cook and is barely home. While her Mom's new husband can cook and has the time to go home and have dinner with his family. This might be the reason why her Mom left her Dad. "Iseul, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?" Mr. Lee asks. "Excuse me"

"D...Dad" She stutters. "Iseul, are you doing good? How's the house you're living? Do you have your own room? Is it air condition?" Her Dad rants. "Dad, it's so perfect" She cries. "Seeing them so perfect makes me question, our family has lots of lacking." Her tears fell nonstop. "Iseul, you're strong. Your Mom and I agreed that you would go home to me every month. We'll see each other, don't cry. I won't be able to comfort you as you are far but be strong. You can do this, you're stronger than you think you are"

"Dad, I miss you" She howls hugging her knees. "Me too, I miss you too. Iseul, don't cry. Don't cry, please, for Dad." Her Dad softly speaks from the other line. "Dad, I want to go to you. You must be lonely" Her howls echoes the quiet veranda. "I am. I miss seeing you around but I'll be fine, Iseul. I'm sorry for hiding it to you. The thing that me and your Mom has separated ages ago. I know how sick you are of waiting but you did well. You did so well"

"Dad" She calls. "I'm sorry for arguing with you everyday. I'm sorry." Her chest moves up and down. "Iseul, it's okay. I understand. I lack so much but Iseul, I'll make it up to you. I'll go to you tomorrow."

"Are you okay?" She immediately wipe her tears as Mark sat beside her. "Leave me alone" She took a deep breath.. "I'm sorry, I might have heard your conversation with your father. I'm sorry" Mark said. "You listen to it. Stop beating through the bush" She rolls her eyes. "You got me. I knew you were uncomfortable so I followed you. I didn't know you were gonna talk to your Dad"

"How does it feel?" She ask. "What? Enlighten me, I can't seem to follow up" Mark replied. "To have a perfect family." She face Mark. "You call that perfect? Aside from the fact that my Dad only comes gone because of Auntie Seolie, nothing else. And can you explain why my brother is not here? Like what you're thinking, yes, he's mad at our Dad."

"I don't care! My Mom has a perfect family she wants. Anytime soon she could give my father no rights into me" She claims. "She can do that but she won't" Mark stares deeply into her. "You don't know my Mom" She sighs. "You're right but my guts is telling me she won't" Mark insist. "Do you have a car?" She asks. "Yes, why?"

"Give me your keys"

"No. I know what you're planning. You can't drive yet and may I remind you that you're 17?" Mark rant. "Starting today, I'm your big brother. Forget about your feelings with me and look at me as your oder brother" Mark lift his chin. "Talking about big brother" She stands up. "I have no brother!" She spats going back in the house.

"Were you arguing, Iseul?" She look up seeing Mr. Lee. "No, Mr. Lee. Excuse me" She bows going up to her room. Getting in her room, she look around trying to look for her luggage. Finding out her mother already organize them, she grab her suitcase throwing in her clothes.

"What are you doing?" A frown develop in her feature, she turn facing Jaemin. "Why are you packing?" Jaemin enters her room. "Jaemin, help me. Help me leave, huh?" She grab the man's hand. "No. I can't do that. We're minors" Jaemin replied. "And I'm 18 only, I haven't had my drivers license. So no"

"Why don't you ask Mark?" Jaemin adds. "Can't. He said no" She sat on the bed. "Then no." Jaemin shrug. "But, why are you here?" She asks. "I left the University. Like a week ago. I'm going to...uh...somewhere" Jaemin stammer. "Then, the only one left there is Jeno, Renjun, Haechan, Chenle and Jisung?" She asks. "And Mark"

"You don't know? Jisung left too. After he bid goodbye to you"