memory [park jihoon]

~ one

"Oppa will make sure we meet again here in ten years!" he chuckled and gave me one last hug.

Ten years after those words before my so-called childhood boyfriend left, here I am, Kim Hana, sitting in class with my head under a grey hoodie.

"YAH KIM HANA!"

I tilted my head, ugh what now? My best friend was running towards me with a magazine in her right hand. "What now?" I sat up straight to attempt to listen to her babbling.

"Yah, Kim Hana! Lookkkkk!" she opened the magazine and harshly flipped through it to look for the page she wanted. "My boyfie Kang Daniel looks sooooo hot here! kyaaaaaaa!!!" My eardrums were about to burst hearing her squeal all about her "boyfriend."

I rolled my eyes, "Yah, Seo Herin, could you stop it with the fangirling for just ONE MINUTE? ugh."

Herin sighed, "Yah, don't you even wanna take a look at Jihoon oppa?" I shook my head. "He looks so good here tho," she said as she shoved the magazine to me.

Annoyed, I took a slight look at him. He did look good, but I hate him. Yes, the boy that told me he was gonna meet me again in ten years, my childhood boyfriend, was that guy in the magazine stealing girls' hearts. He made a promise with me and I was pretty sure he forgot about both me and the promise, and decided to become an idol. You could say I was a little jealous, but still, he made a promise, and a promise stays a promise.

I groaned, "Ugh, when's school's gonna endddd. I'm starving~"

I looked at Herin then at Mark, "Yah, wanna get tteobokki after school?" They looked at each other and nodded with a big smile right when the teacher entered, and class resumed.

***

School ended and Herin, Mark, and I walked to the tteobokki stall. "Ahjumma, three portions please!" Herin ordered with her dimples showing which made the lady smile.

I looked to my right to my left, an empty seat, and picked up a brochure. Wanna One... debut... concert... It took me a while to read the words since it was dirty. Herin took a peek at the brochure and squealed,

"YAAAAAHHH!! OMO OMO WANNA ONE'S HAVING A CONCERT LET'S GO, HANAAA!" Mark made sure he covered his ears tight.

I sighed, yeah, I wish right.

Herin kept shaking my arm, begging me with puppy eyes, "Hana-yah, jebaallll~"

I shook my arm out of her grip, "Ugh, fine. I'll go." I looked at Mark who was already chewing on his tteobokki, "Mark, can you look after Roa and Hawoon when I'm gone?" With his mouth full, he nodded.

I hope he remembers me.

***

At home, I plopped on my fluffy beanbag chair and picked up Roa, my dog and stroked its back.

"Aih, Roa-ya, do you think Jihoon oppa will remember me?" Roa barked. "Maybe. We'll see alright?"

ding!

I picked up my phone and took a look at the text I received.

HERINope:
Guess whaattt????

ME:
what.

HERINope:
I GOT THE TICKETS><
let's wear something coordinated
what do you think?
what about pink?

After hearing the word pink, I scrunched my eyebrows.

ME:
ugh, no.
you know i never wear pink.

HERINope:
hahaha
fine what about purple?

ME:
um, i dont think i have anything purple:(

HERINope:
then what do you have??
*rolls eyes*

ME:
how about blue?
i have a lot
like seriously, even my room is blue

HERINope:
ok
that's a nice color:)
let's wear blue!
tell me what you're wearing tomorrow okay? the concert is in two days!!!
I CANT WAIT OMG
ok lol i gotta go

After the chat, I laid my phone on my desk and opened my history textbook. But instead of reading, my eyes were distracted by a framed photo right in front of me. A photo of me and him back when I was only 5 and he was 8. Right beside it was a photo on our last day before he left. I was crying in the picture which got me giggling to myself until my elder brother, Hanbin, barged in my room.

"Hana, have you seen my grey headphones?" he asked.

I shrugged, "Do you know this thing called knock before entering?"

He grinned, "Hehe, mianhae. What are you doing? Homework? Need help?" He said as he entered.

I shook my head with a smile. He walked out my room when I called, "Hanbin oppa!" He looked back with a smile. "Nice hoodie." He laughed at my statement and left.

That hoodie was from Jihoon oppa.

"Saengilchukhahae, hyung!" Jihoon said as he handed in a gift wrapped in navy blue wrapping paper.

As my brother opened the gift, he widely smiled. But when he lifted the hoodie, his smile faded, "Why's the size so big?"

Jihoon giggled, "So that you can wear it when you're older. And when you do, make sure you show it to me, hyung!" He grinned and received a ruffle on his hair.

***

I walked inside my classroom filled with girls squealing over a Wanna One poster that one of my classmate brought.

"KYAAAAHHHH JIHOON OPPA NEOMU MEOSISSDA!"

Ugh. Jihoon again. I rolled my eyes and faced Mark. "Yah, I would be fangirling overyou more than Jihoon."

Mark chuckled, "Hana, do you hate him that much??" I puffed my cheeks and shook my head. Out of all my friends, only Mark and Herin know about my childhood boyfriend.

I sighed, no. no I don't.

~~~~~

Hello, there!

This is my first time writing a fanfic due to my addiction. So please correct me if there are any grammar mistakes or anything you guys think might happen in the next chapter

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