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Your time in Korea was coming to an end and it was time to start packing for a very long and very tiring flight home back to America. You sat on your bed not wanting to leave but you knew your time was up and you had to go back home. You loved America as it was your home and you had your family there, but there was just something about Korea that felt more homely to you. Was it the culture? Was it the the amazing people you've met? Or was it generally because you found someone you were happy with?.  All of these thoughts were running through your mind and was making even more difficult for you to pack. You came out of you daydream by a knock on your door.

"Come in"

"Clarisse, you okay in here?"

"Hey Mrs Kim, im good thanks, just taking longer then what i thought it would?". I tried to smile off the sad expression on my face  but she could see right through it.

"Whats wrong sweetheart?".

"I'm just gonna miss everyone here, especially Jimin. Hope i can come back to see him again".

"I'm sure you will, you love each other and distance should never interfere with that. We will be here anytime you come back okay". I smiled and nodded my head and got back to packing my things, when there was a knock at the door. Mrs Kim when to have a look who it was, i couldn't tell first of all as the talking was muffled.

"Clarisse". My eyes widen as i recognised that voice. I turned around to see Jimin stood there, i dropped my things and rushed over to give him a hug. I didn't want to leg him go, i felt so safe in his arm and felt comfort like iv never felt before. I grabbed tight onto his t shirt afraid that he was going to fade away from me. We eventually stop hugging and sat on the bed.

"Jimin i don't want to go back, i want to stay here with you"

"I know, me too babe, but you have to."

"Promise me you will still love me even if i'm miles away".

"I promise". 

As time went on Jimin helped me pack my things, reluctantly but he did. I wished we had some time together before i left but i didn't. The last of my things were packed and it was time to make my way to the airport which was a 2 hour drive away.

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