Internship with Pentagon

Thoughts Part 2

I wake up with puffy eyes and a migraine. Memories of last night flooding back. Everything from the party to the letter to the tears. The band-aid I used to try to fix the bullet hole wasn't working. I felt a tear slip down my cheek. No. I will not cry again. I did the right thing after all. This way he doesn't have to worry about his contract and me interfering with his career, and I can go and finish school. This is what is best for everybody.

Yeah, keep telling yourself that. Whatever makes you feel better, right?

I drag myself to the bathroom and look in the mirror to find a horrid face looking back at me. Great. I take a quick shower and dress in comfortable clothes before I head to the airport. As much as I wish the boys could meet me at the airport, they have a meeting about the concept of their new album first thing this morning that is at the same time as my departure. Hui said that they could push back the meeting, but I told him they didn't have to. He looked disappointed, but he understood.

They ride to the airport was lonely. I haven't taken a cab since my first week here because one of the boys drove me everywhere. When I get to the airport, it was super crowded. I'm bumping into people left and right. I stopped for a second and regain my composure before I lose my cool. Thankfully, checking in went by in a flash, and before I knew it, I was boarding the plane. I claim my seat by the window and take out my earphones, ready to ignore everyone and anyone who is on this plane. I notice the seat next to me has been taken, and I steal a glance to see who it is. It's a Korean girl about my age. I notice she is also listening to music. Her phone screen lights up from a text message, and I can see the song that is playing right now. Pentagon's Critical beauty.

She notices me looking at her phone and takes out her earphone closest to me. 

"Do you like Pentagon?" She asks sweetly.

"Yeah, I do. They have really good music. Plus, they're pretty cool people." I say honestly.

"I know right!"

"Who is your bias?" I'm curious to know her answer. It feels weird talking to her like I'm just another fangirl, and I guess now I am. 

"Yuto is my bias. Aside from the fact that he is so good-looking, he is a really cool guy. He puts on a hard exterior, but you can tell by his interaction with the other members and his fans that he is really a sweet person. I bet he would do anything for the person he falls in love with. I think they will be very lucky." She says looking off into space. I don't reply to her. What she said makes me think about everything that happened between Yuto and me.

I recall the first day I ran into him. I was so star-struck that I couldn't speak Korean and instead stumbled over my words like an idiot. That day he acted like a true gentleman and gave me his jacket even though he didn't know me. I remember the look on his face when he saw me in the room with his group. He was even more surprised when I spoke fluent Korean. I remember the day I found out I will be working with Pentagon for the duration of my internship. They were all shocked when I danced to 'Shine' perfectly, but I will never forget Yuto's cold attitude whenever Yanan caught me from falling. I didn't realize then, but he was jealous.

Let's not forget that when Yuto caught me staring at him and Kino caught me blushing, Yuto smirked, pleased with himself. I thought it was just because he realized I thought he was hot. Later that same evening, he took me home. Hui was worried about me walking home and when I tried to tell him I would be fine, Yuto dragged me out of the dorm. He had finally broke his cold exterior when we went shopping together. That day didn't start out the best. I remember walking to the boys' dorm just to have Yuto yelling at me for it. He was worried about the guys being half asleep or something happening to me. I think he was just overreacting. All was corrected after he apologized and we shared a meal from a street food stand. He even payed for it. While the whole day was nice, what I remember most was when I mentioned buying a jacket, he told me not to. He told me to just keep his. 

Things between us were going well, until I gave someone my number. Yuto was so mad at me and I couldn't understand why. We had another big fight about that. I had ended up running all the way back to the dorm. JinHo had came and comforted me after that, and it was a couple weeks before Yuto and I made up. It took me passing out and going off on him before he apologized. I remember him trying to take me to a park to talk things out and that is when I got the call about my parents being in Korea. I was so nervous about them being there that I kept chewing on my nails. Yuto held my hand in order to stop me. I remember the butterflies I got because of that.

 I remember how panicked my parents were when Yuto and I arrived at my dorm. It took a minute to calm them down. I also remember my mother letting it slip that I was a fan of Pentagon. That was a fun thing to explain, but what was more fun than that is when my mother insisted on Yuto staying for dinner and insisted on talking to him.

I remember having to tell Yuto I didn't like him after my mother told him I had feelings for him and how he instantly became as cold as ice.

Yuto and I have had a lot of ups and downs while I have been here. I have laughed and cried because of him. I have had more emotional turmoil in just the few weeks I have been in Korea than I have ever experienced before, but I wouldn't trade my time with those boys for the world. If I had the option to do it all over again, I would in a heartbeat.

I'm pulled out of my thoughts by the girl sitting next to me.

"Huh, what?" I ask when I realize she is trying to get my attention. 

"I asked who your bias was," she giggles.

"Yuto..." I whisper as I realized what I have done.

I've made a mistake. 

I go to get off the plane, but before I have a chance to even get up out of my seat, I hear a voice on the intercom instructing us to turn our phones on airplane mode because we were about to leave. My phone goes off as I receive a text message, but I don't have time to check it. A tear slips down my cheek as regret floods through my entire being. 

I'm so sorry Yuto. I'm too late.

Unseen Message

WooSeokie: He found your letter and rushed to the airport. He's looking for you, we all are. Where are you?