CHAEYOUNG.
"Hyung, w-what do I do?" I asked Jeongyeon-hyung, nervously. "You know, Chaeyoung. Don't be afraid, on what's going to happen. Man up! In short, just... Think positive..." He slowly answered me, while sketching a portrait of Nayeon-noona... again.
"What?! How can I 'THINK POSITIVE' in situations like this, huh?!" I shouted at hyung. He glanced at me, still holding his pencil and sketch pad, "just, go there. Understood?" I sighed, "ugh... You're insane, hyung," I said before walking out of the room.
I decided to take a walk outside, to get some fresh air and to think about the letter that my wife, Mina, sent to me. It kept on bothering me since yesterday, I still can't believe that 'The Myouis' are inviting me and my family for a dinner.
Hmm... I feel something good is going to happen, but there's something in me, negating my thoughts.
I stopped in an open-field and closed my eyes, feeling the breeze. The wind is cold enough to send shivers all through out my body.
I raised my hands to my side, like a flying bird. I smiled, remembering Mina.
"I wish you were here, my love," I mumbled, as my lips formed curve.
"Chaeyoung-oppa?" I heard a familiar voice, behind me. I opened my eyes wide and turned back just to see my old lost friend.
"Dahyun!"
