Colorless Beauty

1: It's Good to be Home

        "Hurry up, (Y/N)!" My 6-year-old little brother was pulling me by the hand, leading me into the house. I chuckled at how excited he was to be here.
We ran up to the front doors of the large house, and Jisung slammed them open, dragging me in. I smiled as it felt good to be back home. It had been so long since the last time I was here.

        Me, Jisung, and mom just got back from the airport. We have been in London for the past 5 years for a reason I never really knew. Mom told me that she just wanted to try something new, but the look in her eyes told me that it was a lie. I knew she didn't want to leave, but she insisted it. I didn't want to leave either, but protesting would do no good, for I was only 11 years old.

        So here we are. Back to the place we missed so much. Mom came in a few seconds after me and Jisung. She let out a long sigh, while forming a wide grin on her small face, carefully placing her luggage on the floor. She must be very relieved to be back.

        "So! How do you guys feel about the house?" She asked as she walked over closer to us.

        "I love it! It's so big!" Jisung exclaimed. "I wanna pick a room!"

        'Cute.'

        Me and mom laughed as we watched the little kid grab his tiny backpack, and run up the stairs. Mom looked back at me and began talking.

        "Well, you will be starting school the day after tomorrow. Do you think any of your old friends will recognize you?"

        I shrugged as I responded to her question.

        "Don't know." I started. "But there is someone I really want to see." I mumbled that last part.
        "See who?" My mom looked so confused.

        "A really good friend of mine." I started to feel a bit sad. I really missed him. He was my closest friend back then in Elementary school. He knew all of my secrets, while I knew all of his. He was probably the only person I've ever felt deeply connected to, other than my family, so I was really heartbroken when I had to leave 5 years ago.

        "Okay, well I'm going to go pick up some dinner. You should go pick a room and unpack your things." Mom waved with a bright smile as she walked herself back out of the doors.

        I smiled to myself and walked up the tall set of stairs, admiring the details of the house.

        I'm finally home.