Yixing stares out of the window as he continues scrawling in the notepad. The oak tree had grown quite a bit and autumn approached. He sighed and set down the book, watching the leaves fall.
It has been 4 years since Joonmyeon's passing; Yixing had taken over the company.
"Chairman, are you ready to go?" Minseok calls from the door. Yixing turns and nods his head. He looks at the oak tree once more as a vague image starts surfacing. He was hanging off the tree and Joonmyeon was laughing beside him, teasing him that he would fall first.
The vision then starts fading; Yixing realizes that it was just a memory. A replay of the memories. Swallowing the remaining coffee, he stands up and walks up the stairs. The window was opened and the autumn breeze washed in gently, the pages flipped open.
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The days passes by really slowly, and here I am stuck in time. I really miss you and there is something I really regret. Hyung, do you remember the day they rolled you into the operation room? Yes, that day. I forgot to tell you," Hyung, I love you."
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The Last Tomorrow
Hayran KurguJoonmyeon is slowly forgetting the memories of their yesterdays and Yixing is begging the heavens for more tomorrows.