* BEEP BEEP BEEP *
I wake up furiously and look at my clock ..
"I'm gonna be late for the first day of school !" I yelled and ran to my closet to get my school uniform.
finally 5th grade .. and I'm 10 which is , I know .. Young .
But great first day , ya know ?
"Aiko! Your gonna be late if you don't come down in this instant!" My mom yelled
I rushed over to my bed and tied my shoes to run downstairs with my book bag .
"Here's your packed lunch , good luck honey.." She kisses me gently on my cheek .
I smile and run out the door.
I can hear the school bells .. So I run faster I had a piece of bread in my mouth while running so I must of looked like an idiot but whatever .. I don't care.
* BAM *
I ran into someone but I can't tell who
I try to open my eyes and I see a boy with the same school uniform but for males .
"Oh god I'm sorry ! Please forgive me.." He pleaded
"It's okay , don't worry about it." I smile it off
He puts out his hand so I take it and he pulls me up .
"My name's Hansol , what's yours?" He smiles
"Aiko.. I know weird name" I said nervously
"Nah, it's unique. I like it" he blushes.
"So wanna walk with me to school ?"
I answer him ..
"Sure."
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we get there in time when they were about to close the gate ..
we run in and look at our schedules .. we have the same home room , great .
He smiles and walks with my to the home room .
We walk in and I notice a lot of people I know from last year , thank god.. I was worried.
"AIKO!!" I familiar voice appeared.
It was Jenny .. My friend.
"Hey Jenny , haven't seen you all summer." I said smiling.
"I know I was so busy with my family..." Jenny stops and looks next to me.
"Soo who's that? Your boyfriend?" She smirks
"W-what?! No. He's my friend we just met to be honest with you.." I smiled nervously .
He smiled
"I'm Hansol, nice to meet you Jenny."
"Same to you." She looks away to talk to her other friends .
"Well, why don't we sit ?" Hansol smiled.
He likes smiling..
"Alright" I said.
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5 months later ..
* SCHOOL BELL RINGS *
Everyone by now is walking home with their friends but I was by myself.. I couldn't find Hansol .. I saw him in the morning but I couldn't find him the rest of the day ..
I walk by a church and decide to go on the back yard of it ..
Beautiful trees full of flowers surrounding the church covered it which made it so pretty .
I walk int he back to admire it more but once I do .. I see Hansol..
"Why is Hansol here ?" I whisper .
I start to eavesdrop but I really couldn't put out the words he was saying ..
I was trying to read his lips but .. Still couldn't .
I grabbed my stomach and yelled his name ..
"HANSOL??"
He looked at me and turned red.
"What are you doing here? It's about to rain." I said worried.
"Don't worry about me, you won't have to by tomorrow.." He said with a down look.
"What are you talking about ? I care about you .. And I always will Hansol."
"I SAID DONT WORRY ABOUT ME OKAY?" he yelled.
"Hansol what is wrong with you today ? You're not acting like yourself ?" I said
"I'm scared to tell you.. And I don't want to hurt you Aiko.." He said about to tear.
"Tell me, I promise you will never hurt me."
"I'm moving.. To Korea." He said slowly.
"Korea? That's far Hansol, how are we gonna see each other ? How are we gonna be able to be together ? I thought we were gonna be together until we get old.." I'm.. crying.
"Aiko, I promise you I will see you again, and so will you, but you will not see me for awhile.."
He stopped
"I love you, and yes I know it's young love but honestly you have been there for me. Like no one has ever done that.. Seriously. And you care about me, and I know you do, people always thought we were dating cause we were so close but I know, we will be together. I can't promise that but I can say it."
Hansol just walked up to me and hugged me while I was crying ..
"Goodbye"
.
..
...
....He.. Loves me
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Nostalgia || Hansol / Vernon FanFic
Fanfictionnos·tal·gia näˈstaljə,nəˈstaljə/ noun a sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associations.