Chapter 8: ((uhm.. reader make the title again k?))

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I'm not good at making titles for sub-chapters. But I hope you guys can make one,

mianhae readers.. I'm sorry. ehehe.


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"Yah.. Baekhyun, you scared me.." It was Baekhyun.. I thought something might happen.


"Ehehehe.. Hehe. Mianhae." he apologized as he gives me a peck on my cheek.


"You know..." my expression changed in sudden. "My mom told me to have college in Japan... And.. I'll be back to Korea after I finished my college.." I felt really sad, I'm afraid he'll feel disappointed.


"But.. We've promised right?"


"I know.. But she isn't just telling she insisted me to. My dad is also on her side."


"Aw... We will be in a LDR (Long Distance Relationship) then, right?"


"Yeah.. Of course." I patted his head smiled at him. He isn't giving me a smile yet.


"Oh.. C'mon! don't be sad.. I'll love you no matter what happened."


"Promise?"


"Yes, I promise!"


"I love you.." he mumbled as he kissed me on the lips.


HEY!! BYUN BAEKHYUN!! WE'RE STILL IN THE SCHOOL ENVIRONMENT!! HEY!!


I tried to push him away, but I just can't. I can feel my face getting redder and hotter, my eyes are also widened. But then I closed it, trying to not see anything or anyone. Because someone might see us.


"Uh..I forgot. We're still in school" he broke the kiss. Is he thinking what I'm thinking?


"Y-Yeah.. I-It's ok."


==== SKIP TIME ====


I started packing the stuffs I need for the flight tomorrow morning. I'm gonna be living alone in Japan, but, my Mom told me that she will be sending pocket money once a month, can't get more then once. So I will need to look for a part time job.


Aigoo. I left my book at Baek's.. I just remembered something.


.-. I will need to go to his house.. at.. exactly 11:45 PM now.. I will bother them.. O.O. I hope I'm not.


So I rode my bicycle there.


#knock knock##

((I did a typo and can't erase it. Please don't mind it.))


"Wait a sec. Who is that?" I can hear his Mom walking to the door.

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