1984 | Jeon Wonwoo

Chapter 04

"How's your date yesterday?" Wonkyung asked, giving Eunjung a sly smirk.

"What date? Pfft." She rolled her eyes.

"Ayeee~ Come on, I knew you're secretly dating your Wonwoo oppa~" Wonkyung teased, making her voice sounded so annoying. Eunjung on the other hand, said nothing. Instead, Eunjung gave her a perplexed look.

Wonkyung who was smiling earlier, now have a poker face as she immediately stopped walking.

"Hell no, did he dumped you yesterday?" She raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

Putting both her hands on Eunjung's shoulders, Wonkyung closed her eyes as she took a deep breath.

"I'm asking you, where did you went yesterday with Wonwoo?" She asked as she stared deeply into Eunjung's eyes.

"That's a secret. I can't tell you." Eunjung averted her gaze away, somehow her face saddened. It made Wonkyung wondered and how curious she is becoming now. As much as she wanted to know, but it seems like Eunjung's never gonna tell her.

"I have violin class after this. You should go home and take a rest." Eunjung patted her shoulder before she walked away.

'What's that, mom? Why do you looked sad when I asked you that?'

At last, Wonkyung decided to put such questions and thoughts aside. This is 1984, she still have a lot of time before she returns back to 2024. She wanted to enjoy being in 1984, this is a once in a lifetime experience, who knows the second time she wanna travel, the time machine wouldn't work ever again?

"Slowly, I'll be able to officially confirm myself that Wonwoo is my father." She said to herself.

'But right, mom used to play violin. I wonder why she stopped?'

Wonkyung decided to go for a walk. Atmosphere and environment in 1984 makes her calm, she loves how everything feels so nostalgic, though she wasn't even born yet in this year.

"Isn't that Jihoon?" She squinted her eyes to look at a guy sitting on a bench writing something on a notebook.

"It is Jihoon!" She beamed.

Wonkyung slowly walked her way to him, she noticed that Jihoon looks so stressed as he keep erasing whatever he've wrote and rewrote them again and again.

"Hi, Jihoon."

"Oh! Wonkyung, what are you doing here? Alone?" He asked.

"Yeah, just taking a stroll. I don't know if you understand that but anyways, what are you writing?" Wonkyung took a seat beside him and peeked at his notebook.

"Lyrics."

"Ooh~ You wanna be a lyricist?"

"A composer." He corrected.

"Woah."

"Wonkyung, what do you think of this song?"

"It's really cool, mom."

"My friend is the composer. I haven't seen him after I graduated high school. I wonder how he's doing now? All of the songs composed by him are really great. I enjoyed listening to them."

"You will be a great composer, Jihoon. And even, your friends will always remember and support you even if you don't know about it." Said Wonkyung with a soft smile.

Jihoon stared at her with a questioning look.

"Hmm?" He frowned.

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