dear beomgyu,

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dear beomgyu, 

i don't know why the next day you are so excited. you brought your phone with you. maybe that was the reason why you were so excited.

you took photos of our classmates and they cheerfully smiled while you took photos of them. i looked at you, all smiles, while you are super loud in taking pictures of them like you literally scream, "hana, dul, set" in ever photo you take and then, you'll scream, "aaaaahhh." you were one of a chaotic kid, gyu. i laughed at the thought.

after taking pictures of all our classmates, you went to me and extended your arm and clicked to take a picture. i wasn't even prepared.

"w-wha–" i haven't even finished my reaction when you ran around the studio and laughed so hard. i know i look ugly in the photo, i really am ugly, but thinking of my shocked and unprepared face, i know i literally looked like a meme in that photo.

i ran and chased you while you laughed so loud that our classmates were confused why were we running.

"don't worry you're still pretty." you said as you took a break from running because you saw me struggling to breathe. but you were still laughing and looking at your phone. i got mad and ignored you until the class ended.

"sorry. sorry. sorry." you said as you showed to my face how you deleted our picture and continuously begged for my forgiveness. i wasn't really mad anymore but i enjoyed seeing you look miserable because i was ignoring you. i bursted out laughing because because of you. you were confused but then you realized you were betrayed but you still laughed with me. and like we always do, you treated me ice cream for forgiveness.

you really wanted us to have a picture that's why you asked kuya jason to take a picture of us. he was about to say 1, 2, 3 when i put an ice cream on your nose and bursted out laughing again. you did the same to me and kuya jason just laughed at us while he took our pictures.

it was fun laughing and playing with you– those ice cream treats, gyu. i miss you, really.