Chapter 12

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It only has been a few months since Junhwe left for Japan and yet I felt like he has left for 5 years already. He did keep his promise and called every week but I couldn't help but still missed him. I tried not to show it when he called but it was quite obvious that I was missing him. And I was actually thankful that he acted like he had no clue.


I always felt sad after talking to him, I felt empty all over again. I wished he would return sooner but he sounded very happy to meet his aunt and uncle, his cousins. He must felt like he belongs  there with them and I couldn't be mad because they are his family. Every time he called he would brag about how he can buy things on his own using his Japanese skill and stuff, and how his Japanese skill really improved.


To be honest, I wasn't even happy for him. I wish his Japanese sucks, I wish his trip over that turned out bad so he would wanted to come back but it didn't look like that was what happening. I just wished he would get bored and came back already because I felt like everyday was torture without him. I hate to admit that but I can't stop thinking about him.

"It would be great if Junhwe brings back a Japanese girlfriend with him." Umma spoke up as we were having dinner just the two of us as my dad worked late that day. She just said that out of blue as we were quietly having dinner which surprised me... but what surprised me even more was the way I reacted to what she said.


"NO!" I just yelled at my mom, I wasn't intending to do that but I did. I have never yelled at her before, that was the first time and I didn't even know why I reacted that way. All I knew was that I did feel that way. If Junhwe brought a woman with him, I will really kill him. I let him go there because of his family not for him to find himself a girlfriend.

He can't have a girlfriend. Hell no !

"What's wrong with you?" My mom asked me as she was shocked that I just yelled at her but she wasn't mad, she was just surprised by my reaction. I just stared at her apologised but I couldn't answer her because I didn't even know how to answer to that question. It was harder than I thought.

"It's just... uhmmm... Junhwe can't have a girlfriend until I get married." I just said whatever came to my mind and my mom just laughed at me and said that she thought there was something wrong with me. I just smiled and laughed awkwardly so she wouldn't suspect something. But she was kind of right... there was something wrong with me and I felt like I knew what it was. And I didn't like it!

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I went to Hanbin's house that day as there was another hang out with the guys. Everyone was already there when I arrived. I supposed to feel awkward with all the guys as I was the only girl there but I wasn't. I guessed I saw them way too often to even feel weird. I can survive there without my brother anyway.

"I really miss Junhwe." Donghyuk whined and the others agreed. I totally understood how they felt as I missed him like crazy myself but then again I didn't show that I was agreed with what Donghyuk said and just acted indifferent. I just acted like I didn't really care and rolled my eyes seeing them complaining about how much they missed him.

"It's better that he is not here. It's less annoying." I lied but I felt like everyone read through me as they just laughed out loud when I said that. Except for Jinhwan oppa, as always, he never reacted positively whenever I mentioned Junhwe. Was there something going on between those two? I didn't think so but I was quite sure that there was something. And it didn't have to be Junhwe's fault or Jinhwan oppa's fault, it could be me and I thought it was very possible.

Have I ever miss Jinhwan oppa this much when he wasn't around? I asked myself that question every single time I saw him. Have I ever miss him as much as I missed Junhwe? But it wasn't the same, right? I meant Junhwe is my family, it was normal that I missed him a lot. But even though I said that to myself, I still felt restless as if there was something else.

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