Best Friend

It's already a bit cold outside when I go up the stairs and open the door that leads to the roof of the dance studio. I sit down and just enjoy the silence. The sun that is about to disappear behind the big skyscrapers of Seoul turns everything into an orange light. I feel the cold wind on my skin and take a deep breath. Just two days left until my flight go Brazil. I'm really looking forward to it, I enjoy giving workshops and meeting my fans.
Suddenly the door opens. I turn my head around, wondering who is disturbing me now. Normally it's just me, the wind and my thoughts up here. Slightly annoyed, I ask : "Who's there ?"
At first I don't get a response, but then a boy with black hair appears behind the door. It's my best friend, he is smiling and waving at me.
"What are you doing here ?" I ask him.
"Can't I just come over and visit my best friend ? I missed you."
He sits down next to me and smiles again. Slowly I start to smile too.
"And what about you ? Why are you sitting here, all alone ? It's cold up here and you sweat a lot during practice, you'll catch a cold. Here, take my jacket, I don't want you to get ill."
He doesn't even wait for me to answer him, he just takes off his jacket and wraps it around me.
"You're not my mother", I complain, but actually I'm happy about it. He always cares for me, but I know that he didn't just visit me because he missed me.
"I thought about it. You didn't just want to visit me, right ? You want to know the answer."
He slowly starts to nod and puts his arm around my shoulders.
"Hey, it's okay if you don't want to tell me yet. But I want you to know that I'll always be there if you need someone to talk to, okay ?"
"No, no, that's not it. It's just ... It's hard for me to talk about it."
He nods again and pulls me closer. I take a deep breath and suddenly the words are just coming out of my mouth.
"You know ... I always questioned why I never liked someone. Everyone was talking about falling in love while I couldn't even fall asleep. My mum always told me that I just have to wait for the right girl. Well, that girl was never appearing, so I just assumed that I didn't like girls. But actually ... I don't like boys either. I like nobody in a romantic way."
I didn't even realise that I started crying. My best friend looked at me in confusion before he asked : "But where's the problem ? Some people can't fall in love and that's okay. There is no problem if you are aromantic, so please stop crying."
He hugs me and I lay my head on his shoulder.
"The problem is that I want to fall in love. I want someone who is always there for me, a person I can share my good and my bad moments with", I say with a cracking voice and look at the scars on my wrist. Suddenly he pulls away from me, cups my face in his hands and looks me in the eyes. I'm scared to look at him, scared of his reaction.
"Hey, please look at me", he says with a soft voice.
"I'm always here for you and I'm so sorry if I made you think that you can't tell me everything. I wish I could turn back the time because I wasn't there for you when you needed me the most, but I promise I'll never leave you again. Now look at you. You're such a kind person with a big heart, you're an amazing dancer, you even own your own own dance studio. A lot of people all around the world like you and want to take part in your workshops to improve their dancing skills. Maybe you will never have a boyfriend or a girlfriend, but you will always have a best friend."

That was the day when I realised that I should accept myself the way I am. Because of him my sadness turned into happiness. When I travelled to Brazil, he came with me. He helped me a lot and I really enjoyed the workshops. Maybe more than last time because he was always there, watched me when I danced and looked at me like a proud mother. I got a new tattoo to cover the scars and all the bad thoughts that caused them. He was always by my side and he was right. Maybe I will never have a boyfriend or a girlfriend, but I will always have a best friend.