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; kim jieun'spov
"and we're all unpacked." i smile looking at my familiar bedroom all neat and tidy. after a year of living with my mother's parents in the countryside, i finally went back home. i changed my phone number too when i moved as i didn't want myself to be turning back to the boys with their huge amount of texts and missed calls.
i let out a heavy sigh and stare at my calendar on the table. i had left it here so the page were left on august and 30th august was circled in red. the day hyukjae's wedding was held. my heart ached just thinking of him saying his vows with mina but what was done can't be returned.
i never wanted to be back so soon but i could only take a break off college for a year and had to return to continue my studies. no matter how much i prepared myself before i moved back in, everything just reminded me of him. the same bed i'm sitting on currently one that hyukjae was on. every part of him was in here once. even everywhere in the house reminded me of old memories. memories that were happy yet painful to look back at.
i opened my laptop and looked through my old notes. as i had to start everything from the beginning, i used my old notes created on this to take a quick refresher.
a few hours had passed and my mother came into my room to offer me some snacks.
"why are you staring intently? you wanna say something right?" i asked as i felt her gaze on me.
"i saw your friends today." i jolted up. "hyukjae and siwon?" a smile appeared on my face. i asked carefully, "were they happy?" she holds her daughter's hands and shakes it, "why won't you go find out yourself?" she then sticks her tongue out. i bite my lip in frustration, "i don't care that much!" she jokes, "your face says it all!"
after i had chased my mother out, i just stared at the keypad on my phone. my heart had hyukjae's and siwon's number clearly imprinted yet my mind was stopping my fingers from dialling the number.
"i can't do it." i threw my phone towards my bed and plopped down. once i called anyone of them and they picked up, i would be back at square one. i would not know whether they still feel the same feelings but for myself, i was pretty sure.
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i walked to school very slowly. i was scared to see any one of them. the minute i saw anyone that looked the tiny bit similar, i'd run and cover my face with my tote bag. it was really pathetic, by the time i reached school i was sweating and had to run even more to the lecture theater. i tried to open the door but it was locked. i looked at my watch, did i mix the time up?
i turned left and right, but there was no one around to ask. i didn't bother anymore and got on my phone to waste some time. that was until someone had came up to me, handing me something.
a note. the person then ran away before i could even ask anything. i open it, reading the content.
"come to lecture theater B3."
i somehow had a feeling of where this would come from. it was a matter of who. as i made my way over there, my heart was feeling troubled. it was screaming at me, reminding me of the pain i had. then the memories came back. each joke and laugh we all shared, it all stood out. i started to run over, i couldn't wait anymore. i opened the door with high expectations but i was puzzled when there was no one and the lights were shut.
my hands reached for the doorknob to go back out and the lights were on. i looked left and right still no one came out. then, a video started to play on the projector. i walked down the stairs to get nearer and sat at the third row.
the video started with,
our past year.
i chuckled as it showed pictures of siwon clearly drunk as his eyes were half close and small stains of vomit on his shirt. it was captioned, siwon's first few weeks without you. as the video progresses, it could be seen that he got better and better as each smile on his face were bigger. on the last picture, siwon was holding hands with a girl with her face covered. it was captioned, you don't have to worry about me no more. i smiled sadly as a thought popped out, "so siwon was the one that called me here.."
however, i was proved wrong. silly pictures i took with hyukjae was shown. i remember each picture clearly and laughed.
"jieun..." hyukjae came out of the back door behind the projector. the moment i saw him, i broke down in tears. i was covering my face, shaking a lot. he approached me and sat beside me. i finally looked up with cheeks stained with tears, "i'm so sorry for running away. i really am." he shook his head, patting my back. "it's okay. you never did run away, you were always in my mind jieun. when your mother called me and let me know you were back, i knew i had to see you no matter what."
i held his hand and my eyes widened. "there is no wedding band..." he put his hands on my right cheek, wiping my tears. "mina came out to her parents just a day before our wedding. her parents cancelled the wedding. it obviously got my father angry but i moved out."
i stuttered, "h-how did you get by?"
siwon then appeared from behind as he tapped me on my shoulder, i flinched but immediately hugged him and greeted him happily. "i took care of hyukjae."
"ah i need to stop crying!" i was fanning myself and looking up. then i looked at both of them, looking at me earnestly. "i'm so glad you guys sticked together."
hyukjae agrees, "we have been friends forever, even you kim jieun can't break us apart!"
i held their hands tightly, "okay no more running from each other. from now on, we make more memories!"
